Friday, November 14, 2008

Jon Praha

Jon Mann agrees. There are three stages to expat life. It begins with euphoria. This lasted about a month in my case, five days for Jon. The second stage is frustration. You grow sick of not having decent food, bored by the culture, and annoyed with the lack of access to American football. The second stage lasted about three weeks for me, considerably longer for Jon who is enjoying his first trip abroad. The third stage is acceptance. I can't get enough of Dutch idiosyncrasies. I no longer gorge myself on frites but I have found my niche, finally hit my stride. Jon concurs. Based on two test cases, this is a universal expat condition.

Prague is gorgeous. It looks like Candyland, the boardgame. I keep expecting to turn the corner and climb gumdrop mountain. Jon took me to some of the main sites today and we sampled the local beer. The Czechs are the supposed kings of beer. The verdict is still out but I'll say that the beers are damn good. The original Budweiser was Czech. Our Bud could learn a lot from the Czechs.

Cheers

2 comments:

Joe said...

Beer may never be the same for you once you return. You have officially been spoiled it sounds like. It may never be the same. Although, we do have cheeseburgers, good steaks, hot-dogs, baseball, football (real football) and the Wing House.

TP3 said...

You're right. I have been spoiled but I'll trade good beer for steak, cheeseburgers, football, baseball, and the Wing House.

Speaking of America, is there any chance Jimmie Johnson will finish about 40th today?