I’ve been back in the United States for a week.
That means I’ve been away from Prague for a week.
I’m lying to myself and saying that it’s nice to be home. Yes, I do love the ketchup bottles freely placed on the table and the fact that if I need to pee I can without paying a hundred koronas. I miss the Czech effeciency and the fact that no one speaks to you in the grocery store (but also you couldn’t understand them if they did).
I miss my time in Prague but it will forever be a part of who I am. Heck, I even feel like a whole new person. It was an indescribable experience that has only sparked my love for travel even more.
I have shared many aspects of Prague with my family: I brought them beer soaps and goulash spices and trdelnik mix and Czech garnet jewelry. I cracked open a Kingswood with my family and taught them na zdraví (“cheers”):
Real quick I’d like to thank my family for supporting my adventures, the Honor Program at Central Michigan University for encouraging studying abroad, Central Michigan University’s Office of Study Abroad for their support, USAC and their amazing and passionate staff in Prague and all my friends that I met who where an essential part of making my experience so extraordinary.
And while I may be saying Na shledanou to this blog, I will not being saying it to Prague. The city now holds a special place in my heart and has imprinted itself on who I am; I cannot wait to return.
So, as I’m sure you’ve noticed, I’m not that great at keeping up on my blog posts. I was especially not great this week. Without further ado:
We started off going to class Thursday. Professor Raimanová took us to a gallery and pallace near the Charles Bridge. Funnily enough, it was called the Colloredo-Mansfeld Palace. The palace was under renovations, but Raimanová managed to talk the curator into letting us in. Afterwards, we saw the gallery which was full of very politically charged art which was nonetheless thought provoking. It wasn’t all political though, some of it was in response to how routine and everyday life has become and how we are even immune to the absolutely awful things (like terrorist attacks).
After spending an afternoon in K17, Megan, Brooke, Emileigh and I went to U Kroka. They, the meat eaters they are, all had delicious meals. Mine was eh, but I guess that’s what I get for ordering risotto. The dessert on the other hand was phenomenal.
It was Buttermilk cream with rhubarb, passion fruit and cinnamon crumble.
Brooke then left to go back to the apartment while the other three of us just wanted to walk around (we had heard live music playing and were following it). This ended up being a nice walk along the Vltava River which morphed into a spontaneous paddle boating adventure. We didn’t plan this (hence “spontaneous”) but we were out right at the perfect time to see sunset over the Charles Bridge and Prague Castle.
It was even better because Megan and Emileigh sat in the front while I sat in the back. If you don’t know the basic layout of a paddle boat, there are only peddles in the front. I essentially got a free ride so overall it was a pretty good day.
See the pictures from today here.
I started day two by treating myself and sleeping in! I think I’ve finally gotten past the jet-lag!
I do not have classes on Tuesdays so I spent the day exploring with a group of people from my apartment building. We hit up Charles Bridge and Lesser Quarter before heading back to Old Town Square.
I ate Racelette for lunch which is potatoes, pickles and cheese. Essentially my favorite things! I also had a Kingswood Apple Cider (with ice because it was so frickin’ hot) and so far that takes the cake for the best alcoholic drink I’ve had (although it doesn’t have much competition with the Greenpeace Martini which had green peas in it being on the list).
Geiger, a member of the USAC staff, took a group of us on a walk. I was only warned afterwards that Geiger’s walks are anything but leisurely and are exhausting. He did give us the option to take the tram home less than half-way through and I jumped on that offer really fast, but not before getting a video of this view:
The language barrier was a bit more of a problem today for me. The ladies at the ice-cream shop didn’t speak English, but I still made it out with the best Peach and Nectarine soft-serve I’ve ever had. I also am finding myself slipping into Spanish while I’m here; it’s like I’m wanting to speak Czech. I now know “thank you” so hey, at least that’s progress.
See the pictures from today here.