Dear Humboldt, Dear Prague
From here on on out this entry will be known as Dear Humboldt, Dear Prague. It sounds sentimental but I don't give a shit. I noticed yesterday you've got some storms coming up in Humboldt. You should feel it here -- I'm sitting at the computer at my flat shivering. Did you read the news in Oklahoma? Ten days without power -- without heat! And in this winter! There's a strong Alaskan current , I guess. Here, we passed a lovely autumn, only had one real snow yet. But the other morning, Sunday, or maybe Monday, got up to teach and man, it was cold! Je zima jeko vruksu. Cold like in Russia, that's the Czech saying. My students would laugh at me -- are laughing, I mean. 'James, this is cold to you?' 'Yes,' I say. 'Well, then, put on some more clothing, for Christ's sake!' These foreigners, jeez.
Anyway, it's been a good past few days. Had an interview this morning with a pharmacuetical company, needs a teacher for its employees that need English. Told him I'm pretty well-employed at the moment (knock, knock) and we'll see after the new year. The company guy though, Jan, seemed like a pretty good guy. Lived up in Oregon for a while. We talked about Crater Lake, salmon, Eugene, the North Coast. Said I might be able to pick up a few classes. His firm requires a zivnostensky but I told him I've got a visa. Said he'd check it with the legal department. Either way, I'm not worried. Going to Paris just after New Year's. Told him, after Paris. Not making any decisions til then.
Cau, Night --
James