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Czeching Out: The Search for Franz Kafka
Czeching Out: The Search for Franz Kafka
Czeching Out: The Search for Franz Kafka
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Czeching Out: The Search for Franz Kafka

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Author Joei Carlton Hossack and her British friend, Jean Higgs, spend two weeks traveling through the Czech Republic looking for the grave of Franz Kafka. A laugh at every turn of the page.

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Release dateAug 25, 2013
ISBN9781301772032
Czeching Out: The Search for Franz Kafka
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Joei Carlton Hossack

Joei Carlton Hossack is the author of 6 main stream travel books and produces her own line of books called Mini Reads. She is an entertaining and inspirational speaker, a travel-writing and memoir-writing teacher and an amateur photographer. She was born in Montreal and has traveled extensively. She has spent 25 years as an RVer and when not traveling she resides in British Columbia.

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    Czeching Out - Joei Carlton Hossack

    Czeching Out

    The Search for Franz Kafka

    By: Joei Carlton Hossack

    Surrey, British Columbia

    JoeiCarlton.H@gmail.com

    www.JoeiCarlton.com

    All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical including photocopy or any information storage or retrieval system, without written permission from the publisher, except for a reviewer who may quote brief passages.

    COPYRIGHT:2006 Joei Carlton Hossack

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    It felt so good to be in the bosom of close friends. Friends who wanted nothing more from me than to sit and talk until I had told them all of my travel adventures and heard all about their close to home trips. Friends who would relish in my excitement or sit quietly saying nothing at all. Trusted friends.

    My last visit had been just a few months before…..just prior to leaving for my private, hotter-than-hell visit to Turkey. I was physically worn out and mentally…..well, let’s not go there so it felt good just to sit and talk and, more importantly, to continue to enjoy the cool refreshing weather that I had craved. I explained to my hosts about the never-ending blowtorch-style of heat that I had endured in Turkey but my discomfort seemed to roll off their backs. Bill and Jean, Barb and Glynn had been to Turkey several times in the last few years but never at the time of year that I chose to torture myself with. They all felt that England in the late spring and summertime was superb so why go elsewhere when the grass needed mowing, the vegetables needed planting, tender loving care and picking and outdoor lounging on deck chairs was essential.

    By the next day I was ready for some serious big-city trekking and when Jean needed to pick up a prescription and do a little shopping we were off to Bristol. Even though I had only been back a day, Jean didn’t seem to mind that I wanted to go to a travel agency that had posted discount fares. I still had a month to kill before my return flight to Canada and I didn’t want to be sitting around the house although it would be more than okay with her and Bill. In my absence, they had redecorated the upstairs bedroom and constantly referred to it as my room.

    After her chores we stopped in the mall for lunch. Jean is what I would refer to as a cheap date. We picked up some freshly made and cellophane wrapped sandwiches and a couple of bowls of hot soup at the only shop selling ready made stuff and sat at one of the tables to discuss where my next trip should be. We never stopped jabbering at each other and when a napkin wiped away the last of the crumbs on my mouth and took a fast swipe at the table we headed into the travel agency that

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