KAFKAAAAAAA

I am a vermin. Angelica is the father. Metamorphing isn't as cool as it sounds! My psyche still suffers. If you don't get it, that's O.K.
In front of David Cerny's in/famous "Piss Scuplture" right before entering the Kafka Museum!! They're pissing into a pool in the shape of the Czech Republic! P.S.: The butts move and their magical devices (as we'll call it) go up-and-down and side-to-side.



FRANZ KAFKA's RESIDENCE BEHIND US!!! Now we know what that building is after visiting the museum! Hahaha. It's medieval, and it's not painted--those are carvings, but you would have never known!!

Angelica and I each decided to write him some existentialist poem....but we had to catch the metro so we literally wrote something in a minute! hahaha. I forgot to put the title at the end, but I suppose in a way I did title it by not titling it. It's crap though, but whatevs.

Here's Papa with his yamaca...going back to his roots! Hahaha.





I'll excerpt from my journal about Kafka later and post more about his museum--just in case you're intrigued!

From Prague

I just really wanted to share how amazing this table is! Dining would be easy...if you're lacking some silverware...just tear one off! Amusez-vous bien mes amis!! :)

More Pics from Prague Day 2

We realized this day marked the 40th anniversary of the Soviet invasion of Prague. That's why so many cars with the E.U. logo drove down the tiny, cobblestone streets!



Brand new shoes after 1 day trekking Prague's rocks. Still comfy...you know me...I can do anything in heels hahaha. Actually, wearing wedges in Prague was more comfortable for me because my flats got stuck in the cobblestones that were higher sometimes, but I felt bad for my poor shoes after only a day and decided to salvage what's left and save them for Paris hahaha!

Hahahaa they knew I was taking a picture and just really wanted to stand there next to Angelica. This was truly an "awkward picture day" for Angelica...seemed like a trend that random people suddenly stop walking and just stand there right next to her to be in the picture!

No guns in the Posta, O.K.?!

This little girl and I matched!!! Hahahaa, she's so adorable!

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Changing of the guards at noon!

I apologize for maximizing that picture, but I wanted you to see why we felt so sympathetic for the beggars in Prague. We gave money to them every time because they really put their pride and dignity aside to lower themselves so that their head was touching the ground. You don't see this kind of begging in the U.S.

The Jazz Restaurant where we enjoyed dinner with Adam!

I loooooveeeeee the French train stations!!!!

Something about men in uniforms. Probably just the romantic notion that you know they would put you first and risk their life to protect you. Sighhh...plus French military men are extremely cute and have that zexy accent.







The front of my journal! :)

On the way to Prague via train...

Look at all the sunflowers!!

These are all from day 2 in Prague. After that, my camera totally died so I'll post the ones I took from my Papa's camera after this one. Amusez-vous bien!!! :)