Beer. Gardens.

They're happening baby.  And they are spectacular. 

This has been the week of cancellations, both early and late.  I love the late ones but if they cancel early I don't get paid and I'd rather just work and get the money.  Both yesterday and today I didn't have to do anything until 3pm.  When you have four 7:30 am classes a week that means a lot.  Sleeping late, doing laundry, reading "A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius" in the sunshine.  Nice. 

Yesterday a friend and I walked around Riegrovy Sady (one of my favorite parks) while we each had nothing to do.  There was a couple on the park bench next to ours and they pulled out a bottle of wine.  No glasses and apparently no bottle opener either.  We subtly watched them solve the problem by shoving the cork into the bottle with a highlighter from one of their bags.  There was much giggling and splashing and not that embarassed embarassement from them.  We talked about how they'll remember the day a lot better now since something went slightly wrong.  It would have been an ordinary day with wine in the park but now it's that one time you forgot the stupid bottle opener and we dug around in your bag to find anything to use and those people speaking English giggled at us while we licked wine off of our hands and arms.