Jetlag has several benefits, one being you get to enjoy unhampered by regular distractions, free exploration of the land landed in. It will never feel quite the same as that first glorious morning when everything feels fresh and new. I think I would go thru the flip side of jetlag, the odd alertness and the off slumbering, just to exprience the climax of curiosity with the wonder of experience. My first morning in Czech is no exception. I was up at 4 a.m. and wandered off without concern by dew-dropped fields and around the evergreen forested patches, everything misted by a fleeting vail of white. The gentle hills that make up this part of the country lend themselves to a stacking of gray-blue against a blushing sky. The wildflowers are abundant and the cottages a maze of colors. Discovering a hunters' tower I scampered up and marveled at the view! A breakfast table of brilliant-hued horses turns up after a sharp curve and I am reminded that my own meal awaits...I turn back and as I descend into the Complex a shimmering morning sun floods it with a soft glow of light...the adventure has began
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