Karlovy Vary: Smurf’s Town
View from my room
The place im in right now is breath-taking.
The river, weather, atmosphere, forest, silent people are just amazingly unbleivable. Having a hectic schedule, throwing myself at the arms of work back in kuwait with non stop calls and communication needs is just too much.
Coming here is the exact opposite. People dont understand your language, you sure as hell dont know their’s, without a medium of communication except for sign language that works well with me.
Rehab bit. I am here to assist my mother and aunt. They are so much more fun then I thought. Gladly, there are Kuwaiti women here so they can talk and communicate with’em. Some are distant relatives, some are just friends. Yet, the bunch is really delightful. They remind me of the women I was surrounded with when I was a little kid in Montrouex, Switzerland. In other words, KafKheeN.
The place as I described it to mum is a Smurf’s Village. People are somehow the same, they look the same, wear nearly the same clothes and for some strange reason most women prefer their hair short, very short.
There is alot to talk about, the treatments im having on a daily basis, the” TAKE IT OFF, ALL OF IT, NOW” part, there is the age apart and ofcourse culture.
I’ll cover these bits seperately later on.
Have a blast kids.
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