One day later, a friend of mine made me an offer which i couldn't refuse: to clean up his free apartment and get rid of unuseful things over there. For I was such a good friend, I should pay for that pleasure, he said.
On 17th of December I cleaned a mess in that flat (in Decin, CZ), threw away one huge black lady (I had a lot of fun with bearing her out concidering three floors between former location and the urn for that old furniture outside). But! A decent milady saw me draging a shiny coffin out of her flat and started giving me enlightenment on treating such historical individuals, respect great arts and pay atention to those who need it /she is a teacher, i might say/. I started to cry. Not entirely, but my wallet cried out 10.000CZK to make lady stop portificating. Ok, what's next.. I'm not a thief any more, I have bought an outstanding instrument, but I am standing with that instrument on the sidewalk all covered by snow. Luckily for me, three quys where walking around. Unluckily for them, I triped fellows up and as they flew, they pushed my piano right into a desolate van. For such sin I had to redeem myself and let another 6.000CZK go. My money are more conscious than you can expect, so no wonder they wanted to go to my "student apartment" (Prague). They must have been quite annoying during the trip, because my brand-new-shiny-majestic-coffin-squad was here right on time. Long story short: I set my money free, men let my lady be and I had a coffee flee (right into a deathly hollows of a movers entrails).
From that time on, I have a wooden monster of moony night's color in a flat. After few moves with that chess piece around the draughtboard of lower part in my apartment, it appeared that there is no good spot for such peace of art in there.
It has to be speeled up the stairs and alight as a moth in the nest of free space in refreshing sun. It is no electric chihuahua, it is genuine analogue black panther among pianos after all! Therefore I named "it" Tracy and from now on I will treat "her" as my eternal mistress in a cosmos of music.
It took me almost four months to move her over one hundered miles from one city to the other. There has to be some inorder in my universe, because it's been about four weeks and I still haven't managed to negotiate the stairs and bear her almost one hundered feet from one spot to another...
Once I finish my master project and graduate from university /I promised myself not to touch Tracy earlier/, I will learn to play a piano. If I wasn't succesfull, I would at least write about it and gain amusement (or enlightenment) for others - for You, my readers.
PS: For complete information, her name is related to both Tracy's Tiger by William Saroyan and Tracy Chapman
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