Sobrinos

My sister has been laying the guilt trip on me recently concerning my trip to Prague and how her children, particularly the youngest one, “won’t remember” me.

Hopefully she will remember that we did awesome stuff like this.

Stella loves iPhones. Her favorite things include playing “The Monkey Game,” (Lunchbox) and taking pictures and videos. Actually, her favorite thing is looking at the pictures, which she tries to do while you’re still taking them. Hence, the photo above in which her eyes are ALMOST closed. I believe at the moment of the photo, she was reaching for the phone.

My nephews also enjoy the iPhone, thanks to Angry Birds. And like Stella, they enjoy their time in the spotlight.

Brody has his moments of shyness, which is why he was hiding under the kitchen table as I snapped this photo (he had a tutu on, though).

He will stand for an impromptu photo, but you better be quick.

Which is why I keep the iPhone handy. You never know when Brody’s going to pull a pajama stunt like this one.

It’s hard to convince myself that leaving now is okay. I don’t want them to forget me, and I certainly don’t want to miss out on these awesome moments of their childhood. Recently, I’ve been taking more pictures and videos of them. You can’t stop time – can’t even slow it down – but you can savor the moments you have.

Two flight reservations later…

I made it into the class! That’s it! It’s been decided! I! WILL! GO!

I am scared, anxious, excited, curious, and happy. Sometimes I think, “What am I doing? What if they don’t let me in the country? What if I want to leave and I can’t? What am I going to do in London by myself?”

You see, it was recommended to buy a roundtrip ticket to the Czech Republic with the return date within 90 days of the arrival (proving that you’re just a little tourist). It was recommended that the return date go to waste while you said, “Haha! Suckas!” to Czech customs and stayed longer, finagling your way into a work visa. I didn’t want to pay for that wasted ticket. (And I also, I think, didn’t want an opportunity to even think about going home.) So I bought a one-way to Prague in March for $600 and bought a $30 ticket to London in May. And now I’m hoping that they’ll accept this and not worry that I have no more flights planned. Surely they’ll just care that I’m getting out of their country and they’ll let the Brits figure it out themselves. Right? I’ll have to get another ticket out of England too… This is causing great stress. Oh, well. We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.

Apparently I’m going when Prague will begin to thaw, and I’ll get to see the beautiful spring season erupt in the city! In fact, I made my arrangements so that I would be able to do the spring walk that I read about in a travel book, in which a bunch of people walk from Prague to another city with all sorts of weird symbols over the letters, merely in order to see spring blooming. I think it will be a good orientation for me.

I have less than a month now before I leave. What to do in the meantime?

Waiting on Confirmation

When I finally just let myself act, act naturally, I made some decisions. I stopped thinking so much, especially about the “what ifs” of the future, and just did what I wanted to do.

So last night at work, I told my boss that I was quitting. I hadn’t planned to do that. She said she didn’t need two weeks’ notice, so Wednesday will be my last day (if she doesn’t schedule me for Sunday).

And today, I submitted my payment to the TEFL program I like in Prague.

Now I’m just waiting for the program administrator to email me back and confirm the receipt of my payment. At that point, I can buy a ticket.

The program runs from March 21-April 15. I’m really excited!

I don’t want to buy a roundtrip ticket and let the other half go to waste, as has been recommended. I’m hoping I can by a one-way to Prague (half the price!) and then buy a ticket to London (so I am only in the Czech Republic for 90 days at a time, as is necessary for a tourist visa). Maybe I’ll get to see my friend Anthony, the dirty ol’ Brit.

More to come!