I wasn’t clever enough to come up with Praugust (Prague in August, lol) but one of my RY friends did (Kelly maybe?) and it stuck for the month we spent czeching out the city (lol to another dad joke I obviously didn’t come up with).
Our month in London was a bit of what felt like a gap in RY. It was a busy city with too much going on, so I was ready to go to a smaller city where I could reconnect with my friends and the RY community.
Everybody handles the stress of travel day differently (after a 4:30am airport pickup) but we arrived to our new homes in Belgicka, room 24/7 to be exact for me and L. I’ve been to Prague twice before, once to celebrate Chels’ 21st birthday way back in the day and then again with my family over Christmas a few years ago. I love this city. It’s absolutely beautiful with so much culture and history, not to mention it’s cheap AF. And since I’ve been before, I didn’t feel compelled to get out and see everything in the city right away.
I wanted to see this as more of a “get back to normal life” month instead of a “say yes to everything” month (if that’s even possible this year). So much of the past 6 months has been go go go and everyone needs a break from time to time. After seeing my Facebook pics, Instagrams and Snapchats, you probably assume that I am out every single night partying and hanging out with friends but in reality, this was a month that I took nights off, turned off my cell phone, and slept until noon on some days. And I tried to limit the amount of FOMO I had, and it was glorious.
Our co-working space was a beautiful building that used to be a Danish embassy at a location that was only about 10 minutes from my apartment. The backyard had full wifi and it was one of the most enjoyable locations to answer emails from, we were spoiled.
Life in Prague was great, however, one of the most important things I had realized that month is the importance of “Me Time” – a concept that is completely foreign to most people traveling in a group of 60+ at all times. After having been in a sling for 10 weeks and relying on my friends to help with most tasks in my daily life (thank you to all of you for washing my hair, tying my shoelaces, putting my hair in a ponytail, carrying my suitcases, etc), I got to Prague and found out just how much I had missed my independence. There’s nothing more than I need in life to clear my head like nice weather, a good Spotify playlist and a new city to go for a run and tune out for a few hours.
And speaking of needing some “Me Time,” there was no better place to get that than Paris, my home away from home. I went for a long weekend to stay with my cute not-so-little cousins and had the most amazing weekend back in my city. I haven’t been back to Paris since I had lived there 5 years ago (!) but everything about it was familiar. I went to my same favorite restaurants, sat at my favorite cafe, went for a run along the Seine, and got to spend time with people who I love. I felt so refreshed and happy, and went back to Prague with a new spring in my step.
The rest of the month was great, I spoke at an RY event called The Junction, and wrote about it here. I got to spend time with my friends, worked hard at my job, and enjoyed the beautiful weather of August in Prague.
Now, it’s time for Serbia… no idea what that will be like and couldn’t be more excited to find out.