A Bohemian Wedding “Ah, to be in Prague again!” said Adam. “The appalling sights, sounds and smells. The people uncouth, the food greasy and inedible, the metro crowded and rattling, the language incomprehensible. How I managed to stick it out here for so long, I just don’t know.” Adam Hershman was an old classmate chum from Cali who had come ...

On my third day in Prague I found a job lead of sorts. I was sitting in the Led Zeppelin Bar when I came across a copy of an English language publication catering to Prague’s expat scene. It was called Pozor! They needed writers. I copied down the address and went out on the street and hailed a cab. The cab smelled ...