I recently had the opportunity to travel back to the Czech Republic and visit Rumburk, the town where I lived and worked for five years. I had not been there in more than a decade, so I often found myself in a meditative state trying to make sense of it all. During those two weeks abroad, I spoke Czech the vast majority of the time, and upon arriving back in Texas, it took me a couple of minutes to readjust my ear to English, my native language. Last night my dreams also crossed the border. Somewhere in my sleep they changed back into English.
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| Loreto Chapel in Rumburk, where I once saw Nobel Laureate Vaclav Havel |
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| Krasna Lipa, the namesake of a Waylon County town |
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