Mladeze 13

October 8, 2009

Home Sweet Home

Prague 6: Drinopol.  My place! May 2005 to March 2006.

I remember snatching a Martini poster from “Hunny Bunny” at Prague 4 (Vysehrad), use it to decorate my bedroom.

In the cold winter days my clothes hanging up to dry outside would freeze to stone. I d wash them almost 40 minutes away, at a backpackers laundromat, after riding one tram and one subway, located down at Namesti Miru.

The neighbourhood supermarket sold monte velho wine, from my home land, Portugal, which I bought once to pay a visit to Chris, my old cockney colleague from Honeywell, living next to Saska Arena.

I used to jogg around the neighbourhood Hospital, which i later found out was where my beautifull colleague Dasa’s Husband worked as an orthopeadic MD, only on the day i took my brother, visiting me, in after he broke his arm playing soccer on our traditional games on thursdays.

My tv set only played 2 channells, and the first time I tuned in was on christmas day 2005, almost 7 months after my arrival.

My german flatmate cooked very thin chinese rice noodles on the stove. He provided one cd playing stereo from his place back in Dusseldorf that i tuned to play the BBC radio.

Other references on the main street included smokey hospodas selling cheap beer night in, a good restaurant selling a top 1 gulash, served in a bread carved shaped like a bowl, the famous red tram to Bila Hora with its old fashioned bell ringer.

It was an amazing experience, and I d never trade this stalinist kommunalka flat for any other place elsewhere.

My first day, I remember `stalking` my flatmate to the University to watch an ice hockey international game on plasma against Canada for the world cup. My last day I left the house stung by a rough farewell party from my friends the previous night, draging myself to catch the first taxi to the airport, with a black eye from a drinking fight, a couple of stiches, cell phone battery dead, unable to catch any transportation to the airport while my time was running out and so were my last minutes in Czech..