I Wish I Was Back In Prague. Right Fucking Now.

[Galactic]

A couple of years ago, at about this time on the calendar, I was sitting in the airport in Praha. It was cold outside. Really cold. I stood on the tarmac, and was able to catch a word here and there from the others that were about to board a plane to Odessa.

I was going home.

I had thoughts and dreams and hopes about the coming days....mostly questions, but I was optimistic.....something I rapidly seem to be forgetting what it means to feel.......I was excited....scared.....but I was ready.

I was young....I felt young....the orgasmic smiles and squeezes......the energy of youthful anticipation....knowing nothing and everything all at the same time......the scornful words of the "all knowing" at my workplace where I seemed to live, the words of "wisdom" from those who were too scared to walk out of doors at all....they all faded away.....it passed away as I stood on that tarmac.....

I remember there were a few clouds...a few wisps that drifted in the skies I would soon be screaming along in......man, I tell you.......I've NEVER felt more alive then I did that morning with my MP3 player blaring Oakenfold in my head while I wondered what would come next......

*sigh* .......and now I'm sitting here. I'm just thinking........I want to live for THOSE moments. THOSE moments are where NO ONE could have taken me down.......THAT'S where it was at......off the grid.......in a different home...........................

.............i want to go home...........................

 

[mrtrebus]

Why are you telling us this?!?
Just.
Go.
Home.

& what's all this off the grid nonsense?

 

[Galactic]

Why are you telling us this?!?
Just.
Go.
Home.

& what's all this off the grid nonsense?

.....does NOBODY get me? fucking hell.........

 

[mrtrebus]

.....does NOBODY get me? fucking hell.........

Of course we do when you speak in cliches all the time, which you erroneously perceive as great wisdom & insight.

 

[Supafly]

Do not get mad. If you check the posting strategies of people around the place, there are a lot of guys who just enjoy being funny, often cannibalizing their ability to be serious or even caring.

I only had three days in Prague, been fishing at the Orlik-Barrier-Lake for a week and then we enjoyed the wonderful city.

Was in the nineties, and the first memory is: Boy, was it hot in there ^^

The only summer where it got to 42° Celsius, We were extremely happy there were so many fountains around.

The "Wenceslas Square", what a great place! That opera house! On the other hand: we were five guys, but two of us made mistakes:

1. Jörg was nice enough to get his cigarettes out, when asked for a smoke by some cute gypsie, and man was he crowded by her and some five friends (or rather 'colleagues') of hers :1orglaugh

2. Axel, as we were drunk on a lot of cheap but extremely yummy czech beer (Fellows, do not buy Budvar (Budveiser) in Prague! You pay as much for it as over at your place. Get some other brews, all good there) - Well, Axel hat to take a leak so he went around a corner where no one seemed to notice and got his willie out.

Oh dear, if there are gypsie hookers around, do not show your dick

But seriously, Prague is such a great town and if you are willing to sleep at a youth hostel etc, you can have a really low-budget vacation.

A tip: If you go there, try to learn some of the language and take a translation aide (book, whatever) with you. Being arrogant about letting the locals having to understand YOU is offensive and may result in spit on your Schnitzel etc.

 

[tartanterrier]

I was there during the winter but it was still too fucking hot :1orglaugh But
I think i would go back there for a respectable weekend one day

 

[L3ggy]

Praha is a beautiful city, such beautiful buildings.

 

[rizwano]

prague is a nice city

 

[FreeThugz]

Prague is Heaven on Earth!!!

 

[meesterperfect]

A couple of years ago, at about this time on the calendar, I was sitting in the airport in Praha. It was cold outside. Really cold. I stood on the tarmac, and was able to catch a word here and there from the others that were about to board a plane to Odessa.

I was going home.

I had thoughts and dreams and hopes about the coming days....mostly questions, but I was optimistic.....something I rapidly seem to be forgetting what it means to feel.......I was excited....scared.....but I was ready.

I was young....I felt young....the orgasmic smiles and squeezes......the energy of youthful anticipation....knowing nothing and everything all at the same time......the scornful words of the "all knowing" at my workplace where I seemed to live, the words of "wisdom" from those who were too scared to walk out of doors at all....they all faded away.....it passed away as I stood on that tarmac.....

I remember there were a few clouds...a few wisps that drifted in the skies I would soon be screaming along in......man, I tell you.......I've NEVER felt more alive then I did that morning with my MP3 player blaring Oakenfold in my head while I wondered what would come next......

*sigh* .......and now I'm sitting here. I'm just thinking........I want to live for THOSE moments. THOSE moments are where NO ONE could have taken me down.......THAT'S where it was at......off the grid.......in a different home...........................

.............i want to go home...........................

I know exactly what you mean.

 

[Spleen]

I am literally IN Praaaa. On my gap yaaaaa.