November 25, Prague, Czech Republic: This jetlag is killing me. And I think dad is suffering, too, though he hasn't said so. I should be comfortably situated just in time for my flight home. We finally saw Black people today. Several, in fact. I've been the only Black person in a lot of situations, but I can not imagine what it might be like to live in a place where I could go days or even weeks without seeing someone who looked like me (that makes me wonder how I manage to live in San Mateo). Prague is absolutely beautiful, and I would love to come back during summer, but it might be time to scratch it off my relocation list.