Untouched.

10:15 p.m. – CZ time

Friday! Yeaaah, weekend! One week down, eleven to go. (Seventy-nine days, to be exact.)

The days at school are getting better. The kids are great – really. They’re so smart and respectful, they love to read, and they actually care about their “coursework.” It’s a private school, so, as you can imagine, these kids are all well-kept (er, …they’re loaded). Paula told me that they joke with one kid who’s from a particularly wealthy Russian family. Even though they tease him about it, they think the kid’s family has connections to the mafia. Seriously...

I had coffee today. DANG do I feel better!

I saw a black kid today – First one since I’ve been here! Whoa…a black Brit.

It’s 28 degrees. Time to break out the shorts. My jaw hurts from uncontrollably clenching my teeth in the cold. BUT – it’s 17 degrees at home! Haha! Now you can feel like you’re right here with me. :)

I have a toothbrush! It even came with a little cover. Celebration! And I bought some cereal that contains some sort of fruit (?), and more Dove chocolate. I completed my first successful grocery store excursion. I had some bread with supper tonight that came out of a random open pile in the store. People just grab the little loaf they want and shove it in a bag. This wasn’t new to me, but I still find it a little…dirty…to eat bread that’s been touched by (probably) many people.
It didn’t stop me from eating it though.
It was dang good.

Each day gets better. I’ve actually had a chance to chill and think about what I’m doing right now. I started looking at cheap plane tickets for half-term break week…excitement has begun to bubble up inside of me again. I saw a ticket to Venice for 10 Euros…TEN FREAKIN’ EUROS! I could hop all the way through Italy, (Venice, Rome, Florence…even go down to Malta,) sleep in hostels and eat mostly cheap and it wouldn’t come close to the amount I paid for my plane ticket to get to Prague in the first place! Well, maybe it’d come out even. Still. Crazy.

I’m in Europe. !!

I dare not say I’m over my homesickness. That won’t happen. But, I feel like myself again. I’m adapting.

It’s kindof odd that being in the classroom feels like home to me. I mean, in an internship, that’s supposed to be the scary part, right? Living is the scary part for me right now…well, the unknown part. The mysterious part. Ooh. When I say it like that…it sounds pretty cool…actually,
I MAY have a place to live! . . . a.) a guy from the school has offered to let me rent one of his rooms. He just had a guy move out Wednesday. He’s considering $300 a month (a steal for me). And he lives in the centre (downtown…the good part of Prague…the part with all the sights). OR b.) I might be able to stay on-campus at the International Baptist Theological Seminary. I’d have a studio-type place. It’d be around $550 a month. I’d be near a church, near people I could mingle with, fairly close to the center and EISP. Soooo, we’re waiting to see how this all pans out. We’ve also put a bulletin in the school newsletters to see if any of the parents have anything to offer. We’ll see what happens there, too.

I have The Veronicas’ new song in my head -- “Untouched.” Relevant, right? I also tend to get stuck on Lady Gaga’s “Just Dance.” I have no excuses. It just happens.

ok. late here. need sleep.
much love.