Support your Fighting Storks CZECH REPUBLIC

I was exuasted from my run; the sweat still dripping down my face thirty minutes after I finished was evidence of that. And hoping the beers chill would overwhelm my still revving engine wasnt making it happen any faster. The dark hollows of the Shotgun are ineffable. The bar itself is small and, due to its innumerable staff, it is fairly awkward.  But it is real Prague though. The dragons come in here for the day to avoid the light and covet the beer and Hockey matches like treasure in that cave of a bar. Prague has all the tall tale signs of oppresion and poverty that Rilke would so often allude to in his poems and that writers like Kundera lived through but ignore the state of the buildings. The new Prague generation is facinating, with the younger being penetratingly different than the older. But the common denominator is the stubborn hard work and overall personallity. This shared element of the culture could be due to the unfaltering conflict. If your around in the Czech Republic you either lived through the Nazi between 1939-45, the Cold War, or the Velvet Revolution and its aftershocks. The people are all aware of what their country has been through and use it to catalyze patriotism or skeptisism. At the beer garden Chalsea, Shelby, and I witness a kid drinking with agun and his pals. Everyone has a hockey team, a bar, a football team, and a city that they are a fan of. So while I was finishing off that beer and I saw that sticker on the fridge, I decided to "Support my Fighting Storks. And although I still have no idea what that actually is I believe it means that no matter what predicaments you encounter you push through. Becuase in these old streets with broken buildings, the Czechs, old and young, thive forward.