One of the greatest things about this trip has been the copious amounts of dirty dread-headed hippies and beautiful beautiful babies. They are everywhere you go, and it is wonderful. I fit right in with my tie tyed sweatshirt, and dont need anything more than baby watching to make me day go well.
I have arrived in Vienna. They dropped us off at the airport, and so therefore we had to walk around in lots and lots of circles trying to deciphor the German language (which, after Hungarian seems like the easiest thing in the world). We finally figured it out, until some crazy lady kicked us off the train at the wrong stop. You can´t do that to two stupid American girls that have no idea where they are. Needless to say, we eventually figured it all out and made it to the flat where we are staying.
Nevermind being a fire dancer, I want to be like Alex. He´s one of the guys living here, who walks around in his bath robe until the afternoon, drinks copious amounts of coffee while chain smoking all day, and speaks in a his deep German voice, with his scraggly beard. Occascionally he goes to school. It has amazed me that every person we have stayed with seems to be living off of nothing. Why wasn´t I told that I really could have moved to Europe after high school, smoke all day (I would have taken up smoking if I knew that it could lead to a life like these, as it seems smoking is an essential element here), and write a classic novel, screen-print tee shirts, and bake all day for the craft fair my group of friends decided to host in a coffehouse; all while never actually holding a real job. Amazing.
Oh well. Vienna is another beautiful city, and the weather yesterday was amazing. We´re starting to suffer a little from sensory overload, and the feeling that "We´ve seen one amazing building, we´ve seem all the amazing buildings", and so after walking around for a bit we sat in parks all day. Occascionally we changed parks in order to buy ice cream (which is finally delicious, without alcohol, and everything I could have hoped for), but for the most part we got to soak up the warmth, sit and relax, watch all of the dirty hippies sit around with their guitars and beers, and of course- be amazed that so many beautiful babies can exist in one place.
The flat consists of three guys from Germany, a girl from Turkey, and Karin our actual host who is from Austria. Four of them study architecture, while the other studies stage design. Its a pretty eccentric household and going out with them last night was fabulous.
Love you all and miss you. My next post will be from Cyprus. Boo.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Why Didnt Anybody Inform Me I Could be a Fire Dancer?
Turkish baths...an experience.
I went there yesterday, because all of the tourist literature says you must go to one of the baths while you are in Budapest. I had mentally prepared myself for a day of walking around in the nude in front of lots of Hungarian women. Unfortunately, it was a mixed sex day, and instead of lots of naked women I instead wore a bathing suit and was surrounded by overweight women convinved they could wear bikinis, middle aged men wearing speedos, and entirely too many public displays of affection (of which there are already an uncomfortable number throughout the city).
First, I had to get into the baths which proved to be interesting. The ticket woman didnt understand English so I paid more than I needed to. Then I needed to figure out where I was supposed to go, and instead ended up walking around in circles like an idiot. When I finally did find where I was supposed to go, the attendant decided he didnt like me and mz non Hungaran ways and locked me into my changing room. When he finally unlocked the door so that I could escape he shook his head at me, scowled, and was clearly thinking "I hate you, dumb American girl."
Then I had to find a towel, and then finally walk through another maze until I finally made my way to the baths. Which were lovely and relaxing, and warm, and pretty much exactly what you would get if you sat in a hot tub all day.
I then went on a very long walk to avoid public transportation, and went back to the Budapest Fringe festival where I saw some Jews from Vienna (that really was the bands name), a jazz band, and another funk,jazz,rock band. We also saw a pecular ballet thing filled with sticks that were on fire. Why did nobody tell me that I could be a fire dancer instead of going to college? I am a little disappointed in everyone that guided me before college.
Being a fire dancer would also have greatly helped today when I joined in with a couple thousand hippie Hungarians in a peace demonstration. We all waved sticks of fire, stood around in the shape of a peace sign with our torches, and then danced around to bongos. Beautiful. Im not sure that it was especially safe when several thousand torches started having embers fly everywhere. Oh well. I survived, and my hair didnt catch on fire.
Tomorrow we leave for Vienna.
Happy Birthday Daddy.
Love you all.
I went there yesterday, because all of the tourist literature says you must go to one of the baths while you are in Budapest. I had mentally prepared myself for a day of walking around in the nude in front of lots of Hungarian women. Unfortunately, it was a mixed sex day, and instead of lots of naked women I instead wore a bathing suit and was surrounded by overweight women convinved they could wear bikinis, middle aged men wearing speedos, and entirely too many public displays of affection (of which there are already an uncomfortable number throughout the city).
First, I had to get into the baths which proved to be interesting. The ticket woman didnt understand English so I paid more than I needed to. Then I needed to figure out where I was supposed to go, and instead ended up walking around in circles like an idiot. When I finally did find where I was supposed to go, the attendant decided he didnt like me and mz non Hungaran ways and locked me into my changing room. When he finally unlocked the door so that I could escape he shook his head at me, scowled, and was clearly thinking "I hate you, dumb American girl."
Then I had to find a towel, and then finally walk through another maze until I finally made my way to the baths. Which were lovely and relaxing, and warm, and pretty much exactly what you would get if you sat in a hot tub all day.
I then went on a very long walk to avoid public transportation, and went back to the Budapest Fringe festival where I saw some Jews from Vienna (that really was the bands name), a jazz band, and another funk,jazz,rock band. We also saw a pecular ballet thing filled with sticks that were on fire. Why did nobody tell me that I could be a fire dancer instead of going to college? I am a little disappointed in everyone that guided me before college.
Being a fire dancer would also have greatly helped today when I joined in with a couple thousand hippie Hungarians in a peace demonstration. We all waved sticks of fire, stood around in the shape of a peace sign with our torches, and then danced around to bongos. Beautiful. Im not sure that it was especially safe when several thousand torches started having embers fly everywhere. Oh well. I survived, and my hair didnt catch on fire.
Tomorrow we leave for Vienna.
Happy Birthday Daddy.
Love you all.
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Carolling through Europe
Christmas seems to be big here in Central Europe. At least for the musicians on the street. Is has been a common occurance to here "What Child is This" on recording, and whistling renditions of "Jingle Bells". It has happened in Prague, Budapest, and now we will just have to wait to see what happens in Vienna.
Yesterday we got away from the dilapatated part of Pest filled with run down buildings and lots of grafitti, and adventured through Buda. We saw another palace, a few more churches, a bridge...ya know-the usual. It was beautiful, and not overrun with tourists like Prague was. Kara referred to Prague as being in a doll city, I called it a snow globe. There, even the snow flakes were too perfect and pretty. Here, everything is beautiful but there are also real people surrounding you, taking their children to parks, having picnics besides the Danube (because it is considerably warmer here), and the like.
We found out that Hungarian food is way beyond filling (or just that we havent had a verz filling meal this trip- either way we were stuffed). I tried the fish soup, which to my surprise had a huge lump of a whole fish in the middle of the bowl. I am sure I looked like an utter beauty beauty as I had to continuously spit out the bones I was accidently ingesting.
Our host took us to the Budapest Fringe Festival, which is a three day festival of music, dance, and theatre that is completely free (which means wonderful and beautiful). We also went to the Godor Bar where her sister had a gig last night. It was a pretty big deal for the band, being that it was a big venue for Budapest. Two Hungarian pszchologist female rappers performed after them.
It seems that we wont be leaving Budapest until early Monday morning now. Tickets for Sunday night had sold out by the time we got around to booking them. Oh well. It means less time in Vienna, but I am fairly certain we will be able to power our waz through the city in a day and a half.
Sorry that there are no apostrophes in these postings...the keyboards over here do not seem to find them necessary (hence the lack of contractions...boo).
Love you all and miss you.
Yesterday we got away from the dilapatated part of Pest filled with run down buildings and lots of grafitti, and adventured through Buda. We saw another palace, a few more churches, a bridge...ya know-the usual. It was beautiful, and not overrun with tourists like Prague was. Kara referred to Prague as being in a doll city, I called it a snow globe. There, even the snow flakes were too perfect and pretty. Here, everything is beautiful but there are also real people surrounding you, taking their children to parks, having picnics besides the Danube (because it is considerably warmer here), and the like.
We found out that Hungarian food is way beyond filling (or just that we havent had a verz filling meal this trip- either way we were stuffed). I tried the fish soup, which to my surprise had a huge lump of a whole fish in the middle of the bowl. I am sure I looked like an utter beauty beauty as I had to continuously spit out the bones I was accidently ingesting.
Our host took us to the Budapest Fringe Festival, which is a three day festival of music, dance, and theatre that is completely free (which means wonderful and beautiful). We also went to the Godor Bar where her sister had a gig last night. It was a pretty big deal for the band, being that it was a big venue for Budapest. Two Hungarian pszchologist female rappers performed after them.
It seems that we wont be leaving Budapest until early Monday morning now. Tickets for Sunday night had sold out by the time we got around to booking them. Oh well. It means less time in Vienna, but I am fairly certain we will be able to power our waz through the city in a day and a half.
Sorry that there are no apostrophes in these postings...the keyboards over here do not seem to find them necessary (hence the lack of contractions...boo).
Love you all and miss you.
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Skip the Spongecake
Warmth...finally. Warmth meaning around forty degrees of course. However, I was not wearing gloves and hiding from snow today. Beautiful.
Budapest is quite different from Prague. We only explored a little bit today, mostly the Jewish quarter of Pest. It was eerie at parts, and not at all the manicured city that Prague is. However, they do seem to have a lot more ice cream much more easily accesible than in Prague.
Word to the wise: If in Budapest buying ice cream, and the lady tells you it is spongecake, vanilla, chocalate, walnut, and raisins, do not say to yourself "Mmmm...delicious." Instead, learn that spongecake equals rum, and you will be eating alcohol instead of delicious delicious sweet ice cream. Oh Europeans and their silly alcohol. They all seem to love it lots, and making Kara and I try their spirits. Today were the Hungarian spirits flavored with honey and peach. A strange concoction to say the least.
Our host here is wonderful. She seems to be a crazy artist, who does not really work to make a living and instead knows all of the strange, off the road things we should do while we are are in Budapest. It seems we will be leaving for Vienna late on Sunday night so that we can go see concerts, dance festivals, and peace demonstrations.
We also discovered the wonders of European art in postcards and roadsigns. The Jewish post cards we discovered are priceless on many levels, and the road crossing signs that change for each one are amusing to deciphor.
In other news, William and Mary gave me a service grant for the summer. Congrats to me. Now I get the fun task of figuring out how to live in San Francisco on almost no money. Sweet.
Love you all and miss you.
Budapest is quite different from Prague. We only explored a little bit today, mostly the Jewish quarter of Pest. It was eerie at parts, and not at all the manicured city that Prague is. However, they do seem to have a lot more ice cream much more easily accesible than in Prague.
Word to the wise: If in Budapest buying ice cream, and the lady tells you it is spongecake, vanilla, chocalate, walnut, and raisins, do not say to yourself "Mmmm...delicious." Instead, learn that spongecake equals rum, and you will be eating alcohol instead of delicious delicious sweet ice cream. Oh Europeans and their silly alcohol. They all seem to love it lots, and making Kara and I try their spirits. Today were the Hungarian spirits flavored with honey and peach. A strange concoction to say the least.
Our host here is wonderful. She seems to be a crazy artist, who does not really work to make a living and instead knows all of the strange, off the road things we should do while we are are in Budapest. It seems we will be leaving for Vienna late on Sunday night so that we can go see concerts, dance festivals, and peace demonstrations.
We also discovered the wonders of European art in postcards and roadsigns. The Jewish post cards we discovered are priceless on many levels, and the road crossing signs that change for each one are amusing to deciphor.
In other news, William and Mary gave me a service grant for the summer. Congrats to me. Now I get the fun task of figuring out how to live in San Francisco on almost no money. Sweet.
Love you all and miss you.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
This Isn't Rum
Day two of Prague included lots more adventuring, a bizarre food consisting of fried dough and ketchup, Kara's arrival, and Irish boys in Prague.
The early morning part I spent walking around and seeing more sites. I traveled along the 22 Tram and then walked around an area called Mala Strana that lies right between the Charles Bridge and the Prague castle.
I sadly couldn't find any ice cream to buy. Apparently it's not quite as popular when it is snowing. I did however try a delicious pastry, some sausages, and a not so delicious piece of fried dough called Longose which consisted of garlic sauce, ketchup, and grated cheese on top. I wasn't really expecting much from the that one, but I couldn't resist after finding something so bizarre.
Kara arrived Mondaz night and we met our new couch surfing host, Sandro. He lives way outside the center in a dorm, which turned out to be nice because we were able to meet a lot of other students and go out with them, celebrating our first Czech beers. We met people from all over Europe. All of the men at the bar felt it necessary to caress my dreads. I still cannot figure out why they thought I would like that one.
Tuesday Kara and I did all of the sites you have to do when you are in Prague such as the Castle and Charles Bridge. We also found a free tour to go on, which we took advantage of. We like all things free.
As we were crossing the Charles Bridge it turned into a blizzard. It had been snowing all morning, but it just got ridiculous at this point. And then it started to thunder, which is something I have not experienced before, snow and thunder at the same time.
And then came the best part...bagels for lunch. We have seriously been missing bagels in Cyprus and could not pass up the opportunity to eat a Bohemian Bagel. Yumyum.
Later on in the day, while we were walking the grounds of the castle, we finally found ice cream. The lady thought we were crazy as we were trying to buy it as it was snowing outside. Unfortunately, it was frozen solid and she could not scoop it out for us. Luckily, we found an indoor cafe later on and could buy our ice cream later on in the door.
Our hosts last night were fantastic. They cooked for us and took us to a Czech bar where they bought us beer and laughed at our foosball skills. Some of their friends came out with us and it was wonderful. They also thought we needed to try Czech rum (which apparently I had tried earlier in the day in the form of grog, which Kara thought was spiced wine, but instead turned out to be Czech rum with hot water....I threw it out after smelling it). They told us that the rum experience would be terrible, but insisted we must try it, so they ordered us shots. We braced ourselves, closed our eyes, and downed it. And then opened our eyes and said "That was delicious". A second later, one of the guys said "That was not rum". Apparently we had been served sherry instead, and five minutes later were forced to try the rum, which was indeed terrible.
Today we did last minute site seeing. I also got a ticket from the metro police, because I am an idiot and forgot to validate my ticket. He had nothing to do with my sweet charm and forced me to pay a fine. Boo. Then we journeyed on to Budapest where we will be until Saturday or Sunday.
Pictures will have to wait until I am on my own computer, but they will be plentiful.
Love you lots.
The early morning part I spent walking around and seeing more sites. I traveled along the 22 Tram and then walked around an area called Mala Strana that lies right between the Charles Bridge and the Prague castle.
I sadly couldn't find any ice cream to buy. Apparently it's not quite as popular when it is snowing. I did however try a delicious pastry, some sausages, and a not so delicious piece of fried dough called Longose which consisted of garlic sauce, ketchup, and grated cheese on top. I wasn't really expecting much from the that one, but I couldn't resist after finding something so bizarre.
Kara arrived Mondaz night and we met our new couch surfing host, Sandro. He lives way outside the center in a dorm, which turned out to be nice because we were able to meet a lot of other students and go out with them, celebrating our first Czech beers. We met people from all over Europe. All of the men at the bar felt it necessary to caress my dreads. I still cannot figure out why they thought I would like that one.
Tuesday Kara and I did all of the sites you have to do when you are in Prague such as the Castle and Charles Bridge. We also found a free tour to go on, which we took advantage of. We like all things free.
As we were crossing the Charles Bridge it turned into a blizzard. It had been snowing all morning, but it just got ridiculous at this point. And then it started to thunder, which is something I have not experienced before, snow and thunder at the same time.
And then came the best part...bagels for lunch. We have seriously been missing bagels in Cyprus and could not pass up the opportunity to eat a Bohemian Bagel. Yumyum.
Later on in the day, while we were walking the grounds of the castle, we finally found ice cream. The lady thought we were crazy as we were trying to buy it as it was snowing outside. Unfortunately, it was frozen solid and she could not scoop it out for us. Luckily, we found an indoor cafe later on and could buy our ice cream later on in the door.
Our hosts last night were fantastic. They cooked for us and took us to a Czech bar where they bought us beer and laughed at our foosball skills. Some of their friends came out with us and it was wonderful. They also thought we needed to try Czech rum (which apparently I had tried earlier in the day in the form of grog, which Kara thought was spiced wine, but instead turned out to be Czech rum with hot water....I threw it out after smelling it). They told us that the rum experience would be terrible, but insisted we must try it, so they ordered us shots. We braced ourselves, closed our eyes, and downed it. And then opened our eyes and said "That was delicious". A second later, one of the guys said "That was not rum". Apparently we had been served sherry instead, and five minutes later were forced to try the rum, which was indeed terrible.
Today we did last minute site seeing. I also got a ticket from the metro police, because I am an idiot and forgot to validate my ticket. He had nothing to do with my sweet charm and forced me to pay a fine. Boo. Then we journeyed on to Budapest where we will be until Saturday or Sunday.
Pictures will have to wait until I am on my own computer, but they will be plentiful.
Love you lots.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
A Snowy Easter in Prague
Happy Easter everyone! (Or just Happy Sunday if you don't celebrate).
So after wondering around a little more, I finally found my way to the place I am staying. I am staying with Christine, who lives about 5 minutes on tram from the center of Prague. She just left me a pair of keys, and so I've been able to come and go as I please which has been wonderful. I tried to meet up with her last night, but found myself lost in the middle of Prague and after 2 hours of wondering around, I decided to return back to the house. Prague at night is quite wonderful though, and it was to see a bit of the city. Figured I should catch up on some sleep (the short nap I took out before leaving was not quite enough), so that I can enjoy the rest of this trip.
The city is absolutely beautiful. I haven't found a part that I'm not completely in love with. I think I've finally conquered the subway and tram system, and have stopped riding around in circles (which I did multiple times yesterday). Maybe I'll just stay here instead of going back to Cyprus.
Today I got up and decided to find a mass, not that I would be able to understand a word. I made it to the Church and found myself behind the gate guarded by a churchman. I know I probably should have been paying attention to what was going on beyond the gate, but I seriously wasn't going to gain anything from the Latin readings, and watching him shoo and shame people with cameras was hard to resist. Finally I was allowed in, and the church was absolutely magnificent in beauty. After mass, I walked around the town center which was full of people, and Easter festivities. I didn't spend too much time there tho, as Kara will want to see it when she arrives here tomorrow (our flights were unfortunately messed up, and she went to Berlin for two days while I adventure through Prague). I did go up one of the towers, because I don't think it will be open when she is here, and saw some absolutely amazing views.
After that, I headed outside of the city to a few different areas. I'll explain all the things I did in picture captions, so look at them. Basically I climbed a bunch of towers, saw a few churches, and walked around a lot lot lot. Unfortunately, I didn't eat any ice cream as I was freezing because I had stupidly left my gloves at the apartment. Tricia, I will do it for you tomorrow; I never say no to good ice cream.
Sitting down on a bench to enjoy my peanut butter and bread that I have been carting around with me, since I am attempting this trip on practically no money, I got to have a nice chat with a man offering me wine. Okay, maybe it wasn't a chat per say as he really just kept motioning between me and the wine bottle, and I kept nodding no. Then he moved on to offering me a loaf of bread with just as much gusto (although I'm confused as to why he did this, as I clearly already had one). When he finally realized I was not going to take his bread or his wine, he finally moved on to chatting which resulted in not much more than the two of us discovering that our brothers live in Chicago, and a whole bunch of nodding, smiling, and shoulder shrugs.
Prague also may have the world's best behaved dogs. No one uses leashes anywhere, and yet all of the dogs are well behaved and never roam off. Amazing.
Tomorrow I will probably just do a lot more walking. Might have to get a little more inventive, as Prague closes down on Mondays. It will be nice to have my travel partner come so that we can see the famous sites on Tuesday. I'm sure I can figure out magnificent things to do...or else I will just drink lots of Czech beer as it is dirt cheap and I haven't been able to enjoy it yet. Clearly you can't go wrong with 1 euro beers. No wonder the Czech Republic is number one in the world for beer consumption, with an average of over 150 liters per person drunk each year. These are the things we learn in my Current European Issues class...life is wonderful.
Love you.
So after wondering around a little more, I finally found my way to the place I am staying. I am staying with Christine, who lives about 5 minutes on tram from the center of Prague. She just left me a pair of keys, and so I've been able to come and go as I please which has been wonderful. I tried to meet up with her last night, but found myself lost in the middle of Prague and after 2 hours of wondering around, I decided to return back to the house. Prague at night is quite wonderful though, and it was to see a bit of the city. Figured I should catch up on some sleep (the short nap I took out before leaving was not quite enough), so that I can enjoy the rest of this trip.
The city is absolutely beautiful. I haven't found a part that I'm not completely in love with. I think I've finally conquered the subway and tram system, and have stopped riding around in circles (which I did multiple times yesterday). Maybe I'll just stay here instead of going back to Cyprus.
Today I got up and decided to find a mass, not that I would be able to understand a word. I made it to the Church and found myself behind the gate guarded by a churchman. I know I probably should have been paying attention to what was going on beyond the gate, but I seriously wasn't going to gain anything from the Latin readings, and watching him shoo and shame people with cameras was hard to resist. Finally I was allowed in, and the church was absolutely magnificent in beauty. After mass, I walked around the town center which was full of people, and Easter festivities. I didn't spend too much time there tho, as Kara will want to see it when she arrives here tomorrow (our flights were unfortunately messed up, and she went to Berlin for two days while I adventure through Prague). I did go up one of the towers, because I don't think it will be open when she is here, and saw some absolutely amazing views.
After that, I headed outside of the city to a few different areas. I'll explain all the things I did in picture captions, so look at them. Basically I climbed a bunch of towers, saw a few churches, and walked around a lot lot lot. Unfortunately, I didn't eat any ice cream as I was freezing because I had stupidly left my gloves at the apartment. Tricia, I will do it for you tomorrow; I never say no to good ice cream.
Sitting down on a bench to enjoy my peanut butter and bread that I have been carting around with me, since I am attempting this trip on practically no money, I got to have a nice chat with a man offering me wine. Okay, maybe it wasn't a chat per say as he really just kept motioning between me and the wine bottle, and I kept nodding no. Then he moved on to offering me a loaf of bread with just as much gusto (although I'm confused as to why he did this, as I clearly already had one). When he finally realized I was not going to take his bread or his wine, he finally moved on to chatting which resulted in not much more than the two of us discovering that our brothers live in Chicago, and a whole bunch of nodding, smiling, and shoulder shrugs.
Prague also may have the world's best behaved dogs. No one uses leashes anywhere, and yet all of the dogs are well behaved and never roam off. Amazing.
Tomorrow I will probably just do a lot more walking. Might have to get a little more inventive, as Prague closes down on Mondays. It will be nice to have my travel partner come so that we can see the famous sites on Tuesday. I'm sure I can figure out magnificent things to do...or else I will just drink lots of Czech beer as it is dirt cheap and I haven't been able to enjoy it yet. Clearly you can't go wrong with 1 euro beers. No wonder the Czech Republic is number one in the world for beer consumption, with an average of over 150 liters per person drunk each year. These are the things we learn in my Current European Issues class...life is wonderful.
Love you.
Saturday, March 22, 2008
Free from Cyprus
Sorry there have been no updates lately, but nothing worth reporting.
However, I am currently sitting in an internet cafe in Prauge so I guess my life just got 234634 times cooler. I am going a little crazy as I left my house last night at 6, sat in an airport for nine hours, flew for three, sat in a train station for three more, then rode a train for five more. From what I saw of the countryside it is beautiful but I dozed off for a lot of the ride. Since I have arrived in Prague I have not seen much, except for the underground. Things I have leanred so far....
1. McDonalds apple pies are much better in the Czech Republic than in America. I learned this because I needed change to buy a metro ticket, and that was the only cheap thing on the menu.
2. The Prague metro system is the nicest one I have yet to see. And I certainly have seen quite a bit since Ive ridden around in several circles. I finally found my way and then realized I am changing plans, and will now have to go and conquer the metro again.
3. Gosh their escalators are scary. I have never been on such steep, fast escaltors. I believe I have to start off with a run to get up to speed, or else fear killing myself on the apparently sadistic machines.
4. Czech keyboards are strange. There ys and zs are reverved, thez have no at symbol, and there numbers are strange. I have had to erase multiple things this post. For example... If zou would like to email me while I am in the Csech Republic, please do so at merzan2wm.eduů I appreciate them verz much.
Zou see_ Incomprehensible.
Okay, I need to run before I spend all of my money at an internet cafe. Love you and will try to update frequently while I am here. If not, I return to Cyprus on the first, and am sure to have lots of stories.
Miss zou all.
However, I am currently sitting in an internet cafe in Prauge so I guess my life just got 234634 times cooler. I am going a little crazy as I left my house last night at 6, sat in an airport for nine hours, flew for three, sat in a train station for three more, then rode a train for five more. From what I saw of the countryside it is beautiful but I dozed off for a lot of the ride. Since I have arrived in Prague I have not seen much, except for the underground. Things I have leanred so far....
1. McDonalds apple pies are much better in the Czech Republic than in America. I learned this because I needed change to buy a metro ticket, and that was the only cheap thing on the menu.
2. The Prague metro system is the nicest one I have yet to see. And I certainly have seen quite a bit since Ive ridden around in several circles. I finally found my way and then realized I am changing plans, and will now have to go and conquer the metro again.
3. Gosh their escalators are scary. I have never been on such steep, fast escaltors. I believe I have to start off with a run to get up to speed, or else fear killing myself on the apparently sadistic machines.
4. Czech keyboards are strange. There ys and zs are reverved, thez have no at symbol, and there numbers are strange. I have had to erase multiple things this post. For example... If zou would like to email me while I am in the Csech Republic, please do so at merzan2wm.eduů I appreciate them verz much.
Zou see_ Incomprehensible.
Okay, I need to run before I spend all of my money at an internet cafe. Love you and will try to update frequently while I am here. If not, I return to Cyprus on the first, and am sure to have lots of stories.
Miss zou all.
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