Czech and German explore the world

Desperateness. That is the feeling that the best describes my today feelings after we left The Ministry of the Interior, Department of Asylum and Migration Policy. This is an Exit game which I still did not beat and seems unbeatable for me. Standing pregnant in front of the doors for half an hour in the cold, so that we will be among first 30 people and having a chance to at least join my meeting at work at 10 AM, was bad enough. But I had still a hope, that this time, we will finally go through and get the certificate of temporal residency for Jan. Last time, it did not work. Not only that we were in the wrong office which does not cover Prague 5 and we were not able to online find out which form we should actually fill in, but because we also found out that Jan has to first go within a month after moving in to the police department where he gets a small paper allowing him to stay here for a longer period of time. This time, it did not work as well. We thought we had all documents, bu...

My life never settled, my life never slowed down too much, but whenever things are getting a bit calmer, some new challenge appears to fill that space and move me forward. Meeting my partner in Sweden was one of these occasions. After months when I didn't have time to sit down, when I didn't do anything else than solving my immediate troubles, I went for a week to Sweden to a winter school. I had terrible flu, even had to pay a taxi to get to the airport, because I honestly couldn't walk with my backpack more than few meters. But I knew that I have to go. Leaving my kids with my parents at home, I had to do something else for few days than thinking about my desperateness. And in that state I came to Sweden, slowly finding out who I used to be, starting to enjoy seconds and moments, walks and talks and forgetting about everything which was left for that week behind me. Uncovering that under mum is still a human with thoughts, wishes, hobbies and most importantly, someone, ...

Rushing from one place to another, from one attraction to another, one visit aft er another. I feel so overwhelmed. Overwhelmed by sensations which I am not able to process, by duties, by meetings. Like if the whole world would be about rushing from one thing to another so you never get a small bit of time to actually think, to actually feel, to let the experiences move you forward. And I know that my kids feel the same. Full of sensations, not able to actually sit and process what they are experiencing. Not having time to look forward for things which they will do, because their time is so much filled. In this mood and time we start to think about how we will spend our summer vacations. We all want to enjoy them, I know that I should be able to enjoy just staying in Czech republic somewhere by a lake in a tent, but it does not fully work for me (Germans call it Fernweh). I know that I would like to switch off this instant flow of inputs and that I want for kids something where the...

Construction, industry, detours and cannabis…these were the first impressions which this city gave me. Nothing impressive, nothing, which would touch my heart, nothing, why I would like to come back to this place. I kept wondering first hours how can I enjoy my so much wanted vacations when I was walking through noisy streets full of dust and trucks, upset, that I do not see any waterfalls, any mountain tops, rocks or sea. Flat piece of country covered by skyscrapers and old industrial buildings. Where was my dream about Canada? Where was the country covered by national parks, untouched nature full of wild animals? Instead of cathedrals we were reading a history of old industry in this city since the old factories were kept here as historical monuments. And I slowly started to find my way how to enjoy this stay. There was so little to impress me, but in the middle of destruction, boredomness and factories were entangled pieces of art - hidden in the buildings without windows,...