Flat pix and nemluvim cesky

So, finally, I have taken some pictures of my flat to share. Nothing too exciting in the bedroom, living room or kitchen, but I feel compelled to point out the bathroom. Please note the presence of a tub, but the lack of a shower. Also note the hose coming out of the faucet in the tub. That, ladies and gentlemen, is our shower. Doesn't quite have the feel of "long hot shower in the winter time," does it?
One thing worth pointing out in the living room is the library that came with the place. Seems it would be great to have that many books around, especially when TV (not in the picture) only carries Czech-speaking stations. But that assumes the books are in English, which, of course, they are not. Save 2 Peanuts comics books, and a book on the legends of the Sioux. So books in my current flat are for decorative purposes only (which, *cough*, isn't so far from how it's been for me in my last few residences...).


Recently, I got to thinking on the benefits of not speaking the local language. First off, if, speaking purely hypothetically, a car nearly runs you over because the idiot driver didn't look before he turned the corner, and shouts something at you, it's great not feeling insulted. Also, it's great to return fire when you know he can't understand you either.
In addition, like the States, occasionally a solicitor (for a charitable organization or for personal advancement) will approach you. Actually, that's pretty rare, since most solicitors just stand at their stations and don't actively pursue patrons, which is pretty pleasant. But on the rare occasions I am solicited, it's wonderful looking at them and saying "I have no idea what you just said." and they go away.