Not until we are lost do we begin to understand ourselves – Henry David Thoreau
I finally worked up the nerve to get over some of my shyness and ask my host family about the guitar they said they had that I can use, it’s a classical nylon string guitar that is virtually identical to my dads first guitar, though in much better shape. I’ve been without any instruments here … Continue reading Let there be music
Today we drove to Prešov (sounds like “presho”) to drop Matej off for school. On the way we went to some ice caves. I forgot my jacket, and my host father made sure I wore an extra layer. We went to an Austrian Ikea clone called Kika (no joke). Continue reading Ice caves and college drop-off
