Sunday, September 10, 2006

coffee no. 104

One of the most magical places in the most magical city I have been to is Restaurace Bona Vita in Prague. I have already written about it on this blog (butterflies hidden in the tables). Sitting at "my" table there, by the window, I always look at the women entering and getting out from the haidresser vis a vis the restaurant. At first with messy, unsheveled hair, after some minutes they walk smiling and really happy. Every single time I dreamed of getting my hair cut exactly there, and after, come to Bona Vita for a cup of coffee. But never there was enough time for that.
In two weeks this small, a bit silly dream will come true. I will leave my hair in Prague and drink to that day among the glass butterflies.