I arrived in Brno by morning train in June I stepped out of the station, put down my backpack, and lit a cigarette. I wanted to get my bearings before moving into the city to my first job interview. A woman wearing a cheap satin sweat suit and heavy makeup approached me.
She smiled and, in an attempted sexy motion, pulled the zipper of her jacket down to reveal the top of her breasts. Perhaps being propositioned within minutes of arriving is not your introduction experience to Brno. Happily, it was not representative of my forthcoming life in the city. I wanted to travel and live in Europe partly to experience the world and mostly to have adventure.
Since that inauspicious introduction, I have done both through Brno. Now, as a new blogger for the Brno Expat Centre, I am in a position to tell my stories. I hope that they will be interesting, humorous, informative, and, hopefully, an inspiration for you, my fellow expats, to share your own stories. I am sure that you have had strange things happen to you in this city.
I would like to hear about them. Other expats would like to hear about them, too. Together we might learn from each other and see Brno in a new, more robust way:. Do these things happen where you are from? I am from the United States: Construction workers cannot work in swimwear and, to be honest, I have probably eaten more hamburgers here because everyone wants to know which is the best burger in Brno and I feel obliged to have an answer.
Did you take a driver training course 20 years and, conservatively, half a million kilometers after you did it the first time?
