21 Things I Miss Most About Living In Europe
It’s been a full year since returning to America after the biggest adventure of my life, spending a semester of college living in Prague. These are just some of the things I still miss:
- Inexpensive travel. Want to go somewhere for the weekend? $40 roundtrip ticket to Vienna coming your way.
- The history. Everywhere you go has a story and every place you visit has a story.
- English not being the primary language. Not speaking the same language as everyone around you was occasionally frustrating, but more refreshing than anything. Just you and your own thoughts.
- The farmers markets. The freshest of the fresh produce, baked goods and coffee down the street from your apartment 3 days a week for the price of some coins floating in your bag.
- Beer being cheaper than water. We’re talking a tall boy for less than $1 here people.
- Beer being a casual beverage of choice. Once a friend and I brought said $1 beers to class after lunch and the only response from the professor was “na zdraví!” (Cheers! in Czech)
- Kabobs. A giant mound of shaved chicken or lamb with a bunch of mystery toppings and sauces served in a pita, wrapped up like a burrito in a tortilla shell, or on a delish chiabatta roll and strangely called a kabob even though it’s not meat on a stick.
- Australians. They were everywhere you went spending a year or two just traveling after they graduated school, often alone. Some of the coolest people you’ll meet, well maybe that was the accent. Anyways, let’s make post grad travel a thing America.
- Late 90’s and early 2000’s music still being wildly popular. Nelly, Oasis, Smashmouth, Red Hot Chili Peppers all day errday.
- Candy. Milka bars for breakfast, Haribo gummy bears for lunch.
- Local friends. Making friends with the locals at school, bars, restaurants, the market. Truly the best travel advice you can get.
- Not having an Iphone. This left you to not miss anything, have enaging conversations, and really reflect on this experience of a life time.
- Walking everywhere. Nothing cures a hangover quite like a brisk morning walk.
- Pop. The Fanta and Coke just isn’t the same in America.
- Euro Fashion. Denim on denim, leather pants with floral knee patches, tights and shorts in December, anything goes.
- Festivals. Rally up the whole city to celebrate anything you can think of from apples to young wine.
- Tesco. Grocery store, Target and a department store all rolled into a one stop shop.
- The architecture. Ah-mazing.
- Souvenir shopping. Good god do I love knick-knacks.
- Christmas markets. Never have I ever had more Christmas Spirit.
- European Children. The most adorable little nuggets I have ever seen.