So I made it toPrague...I flew Ryanair which has weight requirements...so I am wearing 2 pants and 5 shirts and have an umbrella shoved in my sock among other things shoved in my socks...and a sweater and my sleeper hoody which had close to 10 pounds crammed into the pockets...I made weight--thank goodness for a short flight! I get to Prague and go into the bathroom to repack my luggage so I can walk and proceed to not be able to find my wallet with money I needed to exchange--you know when you look through something a bazzilion times and cant find it but it should be there...that was me for about 2hours...almost freaking out. But I got into the city center of Old Prague absolutely beautiful and old with castlesk features and really cool buildings everywhere. I spent 1hour and a 1/2 SIGHTSEEING with luggage before I wondered down the right tiny street that my hostel was located on. And of course I found my wallet in that one pocket I did not check a thousand times! I then got cleaned up, actually put on a dress and went out to buy a bus ticket for the next day and then relaxed awhile before I met Michal-a PHD student that stayed with my Aunt back in California. I met him at 8:30pm and we went to dinner--boy do they drink their beer and eat their pork!! I had a flatened pork chop stuffed with a cube of bacon and dried plums very tasty washed down by mugs of Pilzen. Michal was fantastic to meet me --he had just flown in from Istanbul earlier that evening. Great time practicing my Czech and learing a bit about the cultureand history of Prague--like where the Czech bank was located;).
The next day I got the bus to Ta'bor and attempted to get the connecting one to Vlceves...second time was the charm. I kept asking if it was the right bus and the driver kept saying no! no! then the town name...I was so sure it was the correct bus but he was yelling NO NO that I did not get on. So I was stuck for another 2 hours at the terminal...apparently ANO! means yes yes!! I finally went somewhere where No does mean yes!!! So went to a restaurant and had a snack and of course a Pilzen because that is what you do and caught the next bus and found my first workaway hosts!
The first evening I got there we went mushrooming with George the cat-a lovely small rusty tabby that walked with us the entire way!
more later...
Sunday, September 20, 2009
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Is the beer as good as what barbara brought? hope you get some rest and work hard and have a wonderful time!!Dad
ReplyDeletei want to go mushrooming with you and George the cat right now...
ReplyDeletemiss talking to you and hearing your little voice! love you