Sleep? What is that?

So until we figure out how to create dual administrators on this high tech blog, we'll have to let you all know exactly who it is blogging. THIS IS COCO!!!!!

Okay now that we have that settled, we can get down to business. Business being, Jet-Lag. Does anyone know how to get rid of it? Is there some kind of magic potion or elixir, a puckish fairy I have to catch? Anything...tell me.

Other than the staying up until 5 am and making Morgen wait for me to wake up until 12 noon, things are unfolding splendidly. At 2pm today we are meeting our landlord for the first time whose name is Marketa. She'll be showing us our flat, giving us the keys, and leaving us to our own devices. According to her it's about a 10 minute walk from our hotel. We'll officially move in on Saturday, and make it our own for the next month. We'll each have our own room, which I'm sure MoMo is thankful for as apparently I'm a sleep talker and have some hellacious musical snores...

One of the things I've found most interesting so far is that the Czech cater to most nationalities...it really is amazing. On almost ever window sign, menu, bus info, things like that...there is a Czech, French, English, and Italian version. It's really...well great. Too bad we can't be that way in the US.

Last night we went to dinner at the pizzeria just outside of our hotel door. We got an appetizer, amazing. Overdone bread topped with sauteed mushrooms and prosciutto. Then, since we both figured...we can have pizza anytime in the US...we tried something a little different. Some tortellini and garlic pasta. Both delicious, but we couldn't quite finish. As we saw a server bring out to pizza pans overflowing with cheese and pepperoni, I couldn't help but tell Morgen, "I'm getting pizza next time!"

I still feel like I haven't left quite yet, I'm here but I'm not, I'm there but I'm not. I really do miss you all terribly, and hope SOME of you can make the trip to visit. Czech ya later hoooomes!

- COCO