If you've been keeping up with Wander Lost since the meager, yet tumultuous beginning-times, perhaps you're thinking, "Man this girl is delusional." Perhaps you're alternatively thinking, "Man this is getting boring. Zumba is for my mom." Well, to you, dear readers I say... Thank you for reading.
Since officially moving out here back in October, despite the fact that cashiers still refuse to believe that my credit card isn't stolen (how many times do I have to perform my John Hancock for you, lady?), Prague has become a settle-down city for me. ...At least for the time being. Who knows what the future will bring (who was it that said the best way to make God laugh was to make a plan?), but I'm optimistic, and so, like any good writer, I'm moving on. Also like any good young writer, I have no idea what's next. (No, really. Anybody? Ideas for something else to write about? I'm beginning to think I actually am boring...)
However, to put off a final, official farewell post, I've compiled a selection of "Kasia's Greatest European Hits," which, I think, should be pretty self-explanatory. Normally one reserves a post of this sort for end-of-year roundups or "Best of" lists compiled when a famous person dies. But here at The Inclusive, the beauty of it is we basically just do whatever the hell we want, because dammit if we don't have a story to tell. So enjoy this look back, improved with some "never-before-seen" footage!
Paris, where the only thing I couldn't possibly have taken more photos of were people taking photos.
Note to self: Visit more open houses at art schools while traveling.
Warsaw's Vistula and new stadium
This one time, I saw Yuck perform in a really sweaty underground legendary punk club.
I rallied with the 99%
And what better note to end on than good, traditional home-made Polish food. A lot of it.
Images courtesy of the author.