Today I got a letter from the Foreign Police telling me my application for temporary residency in Slovakia has been approved. Hooray!
I got a notice from the post office that a letter from the police was waiting for me on Friday, but I couldn’t pick it up then because I didn’t have my passport with me. The thought of what it could be telling me worried me all weekend, so I’m relieved that all of my paperwork went through OK. Sigh of relief.
In other news, I got back from Prague late last night. What a beautiful city. I didn’t really want to leave. It was so international, and I met so many different kinds of people. Plus, most of the people we came across spoke English. I also heard and saw a lot of Czech, which (to me anyway) seemed almost identical to Slovak.
I traveled to Prague with a Canadian friend I met a couple of weeks ago who is teaching English at a kindergarten in Bratislava. She and I met at the train station super early Saturday morning, and off we went. We slept a lot of the way (we boarded at 5:45 a.m.), and when we pulled into Prague, we were both so excited.
We stayed with a girl I met through one of my old roommates in DC, who has been living in Prague for about three years. It was nice staying with someone who has good knowledge of the city, and she gave us good advice about where to go and how to get there.
Some of the highlights of the two-day trip were two Starbucks trips (it was like a mecca for Americans in there), wandering to Prague Castle, seeing the John Lennon Wall, stumbling upon quiet and hidden streets in Prague (including one with a lovely English bookstore that I could have stayed in for days just reading the backs of covers), and finding a really good Mexican food place before we headed back to Bratislava. (There is only one Mexican place here that I know of, and I’ve heard it’s not very good. And since Mexican food is my favorite, I was thrilled to scarf down as much of it as I could before I left Prague.)
Another highlight from the weekend was when we happened to stumble upon a local hole-in-the-wall restaurant on the street where we were staying. It was one of those places where old “cronies” gather every week just to catch up, enjoy a few beers, and “shoot the shit.” There were so many interesting characters in there smoking inside and enjoying a soccer match on TV.
The waiters I think were surprised to see two young girls walk in, and even more surprised when, after they told us they didn’t speak English, we sat down and stayed anyway. We used our trusty guidebook to help us figure out what we should order, and the results were glorious. We had a type of chicken dish with grilled cheese melted over the top and french fries.
I’m looking forward to going back to Prague when I have visitors come. There is so much more to discover in that city, and for my next visit, going to some of the museums is at the top of my list.