Here are a few shots of my local area. I mean local because they are all taken within 200m of my house. It was my second trip out today, and I hadn't planned on making one. This morning I bought a fan to tackle the sweaty nights. I brought it home and unboxed it only to find that I had to screw the base together. Ask me if I have a screwdriver...
I needed my fan though. So I grabbed my camera (a habit I hope to restart) and left the house. In the 40 degree heat I quickly gave up taking photos and travelled as quickly as possible to the shop to find a screwdriver. I happened upon some colleagues basking in the sun, having some afternoon sushi so stopped to chat. I don't usually like people, but am trying to make the effort here, as I may someday need their help when trying to explain to a Czech waiter how I want my steak cooked. We really do have an interesting bunch of people working here. Our backgrounds are about as varied as you can get. Our beliefs, attitudes, habits, and languages are about as different as can be. But those of us who stick it out all have one thing in common: we have all upped sticks and moved to the Czech Republic to start a new career. We have what it takes to live abroad and not miss home to the point of depression.
I did, however, learn one thing today. I knew from the get go that some people end up going home after a few days/weeks/months. Either they miss home, the job isn't for them, or they are just dreadful and part with the company... I am in a relatively small group: five of us started, one of whom is Czech. None of us seem like we will be going home any time soon though. And this brings me back to what I learnt today: some of the other staff discuss, and possibly take bets on who will leave first from a group. Apparently a few people underestimated me because of my quiet nature. One also thought I was gay...
|I live just above the bar with the green awning.|
|This is "The Square"|
|I haven't figured out the significance of any of this yet...|
|Wild Wild West?|
|Pardubice is full of alleys like this.|
|So I live 50m from a Castle.|
|My window opens onto this alley.|