Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Greetings from the heart of Europe to the heart of it all,

I have just received word that my luggage has been found and will be returned to me in without delay. Oh happy day! I have already succumbed to the temptation of buying a new outfit in hopes that my fellow students will not think I routinely smell like a dead rodent. I now look totally ghetto in my hoody and sweat pants… word. My 50 pound bag is coming to the hotel Pivnor proper, one of the few addresses I know in Prague while I live in an apartment complex they seem to own which is about a 15 minute walk away some of which involves a fairly dramatic hill. This is going to be fun I’m sure. TAXI!!!!
Believe it or not I went clubbing last night in honor of my birthday and the fact that the only place I could watch the Buckeye’s game was an American bar called “The Drunken Monkey”. I knew this because I have finally found the rest of the people taking the course and they seem to be good folk. The beer in Prague is very good and cheaper than water. I have been reminded of this fact so often that it can no longer be doubted. I didn’t return home until five in the morning, not because of any outrageous deeds but rather because of the intricacies of the trolley system which for the longest time foiled our best attempts to find our way home. I am a stranger in a strange land.
Buckeyes Win!!!!! Revenge is sweet Miami.
These people know how to cook. The place we went to last night made a pork chop taste like world class dining. But weight watchers beware of heavy cream and cheese sauces, huge sausages, and rich stew-like soups. In America this would be a massive coronary in the making. However, for some reason I am not overly concerned. We walk everywhere here, to our classes, to the subway, to the mall. The city was seemingly built for walkers as many of the streets are inaccessible to cars entirely. So bring on the food… after hiking on cobblestones for a couple hours I could use some of those wonderful carbs and trans fats. Yummy!
Classes start in an hour… It’s good to be back in school.

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