Two weeks ago I had to wave goodbye to Prague.  I took an uneventful flight to Dusseldorf and on to New York.  I was sad to leave that city because I learned to love it over the past 4 months.  It was quite a shock stepping into my house because everything seemed foreign but still everything was untouched.  I became restless in my house living in suburban NY because it was such a contrast to the bustling city.

I didn’t think this would be an issue coming back but it was incredibly  strange hearing everyone speak English. In Prague you hear English every so often and try to listen in to hear what the people are talking about but when everyone is speaking the language my brain had a hard time adjusting to it all.  As odd as it was, I welcomed the change.  As each day goes by I keep remembering all the things I did abroad and it makes me happy that I decided to participate in such an experience.