which I doubt, I am alive. I live in Prague. I work in Prague. I'm under 21 and I serve beer and get a free beer per shift, plus whatever drinks the bartenders hustle up out of boredom during our shifts. It's really fun and a totally new experience. Logan works in a hostel (with free internet, which is why I'm keeping him company for this night shift), and we've already had a guest from America with 2 more coming in a few weeks....plus my birthday coming up in a few weeks. What a world. Who could have told you a year ago that I'd be a bar maiden/waitress in an English pub in Prague. Currently, I'm listening to a bunch of drunk english people in the hostel who are asking me about Logan's parents and are quite impressed that I can type without looking at the screeen with a few fingers missing (they noticed and asked) WHILE holding a conversation with them. Crazy brits. I can't really think of what more to say even though I haven't written since Berlin. I've met some lovely people here, live with a darling welsh girl, and Brad Pitt is really hot in Troy. Food is cheap, Mexican food is nonexistant, and I miss big tubs of peanut butter....though Logan and I have made it a goal to make every european we meet eat PB&J sandwiches, which are our lunches for work. Tamzin's brother brought good coffee from London. Life is good. Don't forget to stop for teatime. Much love, Kat