A random list of personal adaptations to Czech culture from over a decade of life here
Like many expats when I arrived in Prague years ago, I never planned to stay. I was swept away by the history and the magic of the place – the cathedrals and the spires, Charles Bridge in the still of a winter night, red roofs and crumbling facades, pubs that served cheap Czech beer. I taught English and soaked up the experience of living abroad. It was an adventure. I didn’t think I’d be here long.