Since my life plans for the next couple of years were derailed recently, I had to decide something new to do. The only thing off the table was returning to the foreign country I wanted to live in because I have to stay away from there for about a year or so. (Tax residency, it’s a bitch.)
Anyway. This is what I’ve decided to do. I’m going to live in Prague for two months. Why? Why not. Never been there. Heard good things about it. Work is flexible enough that should there be some that needs my attention I can do it from there. But hopefully work will be slow enough that I can spend large portions of my day writing and large portions of my weekends exploring.
(And, yes, grandma, I’m sure that someday this lack of focus on making money and instead focusing on living my life will come back to bite me in the ass. But not tomorrow.)
Now I just need to learn enough Czech in the next month or so to let me at least get by. One of the things I realized in this focus on one particular foreign country is that I haven’t really been anywhere that required foreign language skills in almost three years. Not good. I think trying to think and function in a foreign language helps keep your mind flexible and keeps you from falling into one approach to things.
Sadly, I am only fluent in one language these days, but at some point I’ve learned at least the beginnings of seven other languages and have at least a smattering of four or five of them left. (Although one might question the usefulness of being able to say “Did you not feel the heavy frost that fell day before last?” in Mayan. Or “I went to market to buy a cow” for that matter…But those glottal stops sure are fun to pronounce.)
At least the word for beer, “pivo,” is the same in Czech as it is in Croatian. So, one word down, about 250 to go….