Prague





I have a difficult relationship with it.
But it’s one of the places I grew up in.
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Prague
I have a difficult relationship with it.
But it’s one of the places I grew up in.
things that distress me on an airplane: smell; sleeping spread out in the aisle seat and not letting people out; putting things and extremities outside the space allocated to your seat; kicking my seat or jumping around and touching me in any way.
things that don’t distress me at all: reclining your seat towards mine; pets.
You know how long before your flight you need to get to security check for a domestic flight in Japan?
20 minutes.
Eat that.
The problem with me and traveling is that, as any child who grew up spending a lot of time roaming alone through hotels around the world, a feel a little too at home inside the hotel and don’t really want to go out… I need to go for a walk but in truth staying in the room writing and reading all day feels like so much more fun and a more pleasant way to spend my days off… (Not to mention that it feels stupid to pay money for a good hotel and spend most of the time outside of it.)