Tomorrow I'm going on my first trip abroad since my surgery. Actually, it's my first post-surgery trip that's not going to take my to my parents' house. Not that there was anything wrong with going to my parents' house for the holidays...
Prague, Prague, Prague...
So, you may not hear much from me during the next two weeks. If you never hear from me again, assume that: a.) I joined a bunch of cyclists who are riding to Moscow or some place, b.) I got a job teaching English, or c.) I've met some guy named Vaclav--or, perhaps, a girl named Ivanka. ;-)
Prague, Prague, Prague...
So, you may not hear much from me during the next two weeks. If you never hear from me again, assume that: a.) I joined a bunch of cyclists who are riding to Moscow or some place, b.) I got a job teaching English, or c.) I've met some guy named Vaclav--or, perhaps, a girl named Ivanka. ;-)
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