Remember my tearoom dream? Well, we went to that tearoom Bílý jeřáb the day after my dream. It was japanese, calm, simplistic and we degusted green teas for hours. The kind owner explained us everything we needed to know about having decent japanese tea.
The name Bílý jeřáb means white crane. The same day I was on a homebound tram when the most beautiful man you can imagine sat next to me. Like an angel, little stoned though. When I was disembarking, this angel handed me an origami crane that he had folded for me from white supermarket receipt. How epic is that!
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