Usually plane-food makes you even hungrier but… ah what am I blabbing about plane-food here. I’m no gourmet cook ya know! Anyway everything was normal except that thing with the guy who sat behind me. Just that, he was a bit drunk (ok a lot ) and he got really sick on the plane. Now I hope your not eating anything cause here’s the worst part. He barfed right on the seat. Uhh it was disgusting! He had to go to the plane-bathroom and he stayed there for the whole flight. Poor little Chinese guy… he drank 5 cokes… I felt fine on the plane until I started thinking of America. No, no I don’t mean my parents and family I meant American Television. And cinemas. And all the films about plane crashes and terrorists…

OK I got a bit nervous. Then I remembered the incident where a dove flew into one of the plane motors and the plane went down. OK then I got a bit more nervous… Then I thought about the Kamikaze incident… ok then I was quite nervous. Then I thought about the Second World War…OK I was REALLY NERVOUS BEGGING FOR GOD TO LET ME LIVE!! Then I thought about the film called: “Turbulence II”… ok then I decided to stop thinking and fall asleep…

Anyway in my dreams I saw that the plane crashed and just at the moment of the crash I woke up finding the stewardess in front of me saying: “Sir, sir! Wake up we are here!” Oh thank god! I thought. I left the plane knowing that I was in an entirely new place. Starting a new life, with new friends ‘n’ all. It took quite a while until I got my luggage. But at least it was all there. I was already on my way to get a taxi but then I remembered that I have no Czech money. I went to the money exchange. To be honest I was quite nervous. How much money will I get??? Yeah, sure I dreamt that one dollar would be a hundred Czech kroons but that was a mere dream, at that moment…

I gave all the money to the lady in the money exchange and to my surprise she went away with quite a fright on her face. Now I was really nervous… was that one of dad’s lame jokes?? Was it all fake? Was I going to be arrested now in a totally new place? Once again I decided to stop thinking although this time I couldn’t fall asleep…

To my great relief the woman came back with loads of money in her hand. She re-read it once and finally gave it to me saying: Here you go sir, 30 000 kroons. OK, now I was REALLY stunned. 30 thousand, 30 thousand crispy Czech kroons! I couldn’t believe it! I mean it was believable when I got 1300 dollars from my dad but 30 thousand! The woman in the exchange center looked at me a bit weirdly. I felt a bit embarrassed cause I had just stood there for 5 minutes with my eyes wide open, looking at the lady. All I could say was: “eh…ehehehe… oh boy….”

After getting over it all I got really exited. I felt good, real good! I just wanted to spend it all with one buy. Now coming back to reality I thought that maybe I should finally get a taxi? I took my luggage (thank god it had wheels, dang it was heavy) and left the plane station. I stood there for 15 minutes, by the sidewalk. It was quite cold, although it was the 12’Th of June. At that moment I didn’t even notice that I had been 24 for one day and 4 hours. Well finally a taxi picked me up. I sat in and said: “To Dlouha street 3 please!” I got a short answer from the driver: “Pros´im!” I could understand that the driver couldn’t speak English so I tried to tell him by moving my hands up and down doing circles and squares saying: “Dlo-Dlouuuhaa! Dlouuuhaa streeet threeeee pleaaaase!” The driver looked at me as if I were a maniac (I bet I did look silly…) and finally drove away. Hopefully to Dlouha Street, I thought to myself.

“Turiste!” said the driver shaking his head. “Oh boy!” said I, also shaking my head…