Litomyšl? The name sounds unfamiliar and almost unpronounceable to a Nordic girl like me. I try looking for it on the map of Europe hanging on the wall of school’s kitchen but can’t locate it. The Czech Republic is too big, the letters are too foreign.
With no expectations I step out of the bus and am immediately greeted by two boys that are obviously not Czech either.
I look up at the huge building in front of me. It’s breathtaking. I’m rarely speechless, but at this moment I have no words to describe my future short term residence.
The Litomyšl Castle has been the perfect setting for the sharing of our treasures and I wish I could stay here forever.
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