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We Were On a Boat…

In The Art of Travel, 15. Farewells, Prague by Alice2 Comments

It’s really hard to believe that this semester has already come to an end. As I walk through Old town Square, Vinohrady, and some other places I’ve frequented throughout the year, it seems surreal to me that this may be the last time I see them. I’ve been around many places, come and gone from city to city, home to …

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My Second Thanksgiving

In The Art of Travel, 13. Thanksgiving, Prague by Alice2 Comments

Coming from a Chinese family, I don’t remember ever really celebrating outside of eating some turkey and pumpkin pie from the school cafeteria on the day, and that was when I was still attending elementary school in the U.S. Because Thanksgiving was never really a big holiday for me, I never really missed it, whether it was here in Prague, …

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What’s Strange About the Young?

In The Art of Travel, 12. Strangers, Prague by Alice1 Comment

When people talk about strangers, children almost never come to mind. There’s something about the innocence of the younger generation that overrides the distinction we make between the familiar and the foreign, even if the children are from a completely different culture and speak a completely different language. Perhaps it’s easier to feel like we know them because they don’t …

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Raining, No Public Transport, Phones Dying, and Host Gone…?

In The Art of Travel, 11. Travails, Prague by Alice2 Comments

I’ve witnessed a great number of travails—losing luggage or passports, getting wallets stolen, having flights delayed and driving for hours in the middle of a snowy night midst the chaos of family and relationship drama, injuries and sicknesses and getting lost. I’ve experienced a couple of these myself, but more often, I’ve been in the position of trying to help …

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Between Love and Betrayal

In The Art of Travel, 10. Books (2), Prague by AliceLeave a Comment

Milan Kundera’s The Unbearable Lightness of Being, unlike the first book I read this semester, depicts Prague from the perspective of a number of citizens living in the city, though some of them are not originally from there. Although the characters move between different locations throughout the book, they spend the majority of their lives in Prague, and their experiences …

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That Ubiquitous Dark

In The Art of Travel, 5. Politics, Prague by AliceLeave a Comment

It’s easy to think that people different from you are all the same. It’s easy, for example, to assume that all Asians are good at math, or skinny and small, or that they all look East Asian, with narrow eyes and dark hair. It’s also easy to assume that all Christian, lower-class white suburbans who live in the south are …

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Co Je Doma, To Se Počítá. — What’s at home, counts.

In The Art of Travel, 4. The Spirit of Place, Prague by AliceLeave a Comment

How does one get at the essence of a place without burdening the reader with too much boring detail? That is probably one of the biggest questions that plagues all writers. At least, it has plagued me for as long as I’ve been writing seriously enough to worry. This, especially, is difficult. How do I convey the feeling of living …

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Where Do I Find Myself

In The Art of Travel, 3. Getting oriented, Prague by Alice1 Comment

Everyone who has visited Prague probably remembers their first sight of the city. Whether it is the red rooftops, the pastel colors, or the lovely architecture, it is a city to be admired and enjoyed. For me, foreign to the European city-scape in general, the picture-perfect quality of streets were extraordinary. It was like everything had been planned and coordinated …