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Published: July 15th 2014
It's my last day in Prague, well official last day and then I jump on a plane tomorrow and head back home. I am genuinely excited, Prague has been an eyeopener and an amazing experience but I miss the little things like hearing Aussie slang and the little traffic we have.
On Sunday Tamar and I checked out Prague Castle, I had seen it during my time here but never thought much of it, really once a castle always a castle. It was only about 45 minutes outside of Prague by tram but the weather was stinking hot making it almost unbearable given how stuffy it was.
I have been reading the Belgariad series by David Eddings and I will admit I found my mind wandering and imagining the hall of the Rivan King, to the point I realised I had been staring at the same guard for a few minutes and Tamar was giving me a weird look. Oops...
On the way out we were sitting at a tram stop (this was after getting lost and suddenly getting stuck taking photos for a vein Brazilian lady...) I was snuffled on by a dog that looked
like Great Dane I think called a Bitzer. His name was Patrick and he was beautiful, the owner was American but living in Prague so I had a dog fix, Eli may be a little jealous.
Yesterday was our last day on the course and we spent the day in the uni critiquing our reports, well getting them critiqued. I have never been a real fan of critiquing particularly in a group scenario. I feel like there will always be someone who thinks badly of someone else's work or think that their work is better, something that in the world of journalism is something that doesn't need encouraging. The original three of us luckily had one on one time with our tutors so I took it upon myself to not listen to the others critique.
My critique was a bit hit and miss, one tutor liked it, the other hated it. So it was a tense situation where one tutor had to explain that half of what I had written had actually come from and was written under his instruction, first editor wasn't happy with this and then instructed me to write my own work with my own
thoughts. I asked him if I could do an audio piece because I wanted to challenge myself and I had done well in audio journalism. He said it was fine so now begins the tedious task of piecing it all together.
That evening we were told that we are in for a surprise, one of the guys said it had to be that we were meeting someone because it was stressed to us that we must be on time or we will miss it. So everyone rocked up spot on 6.15 only to be delayed by nearly 45 minutes while we waited around but eventually we were shuffled down to the docks. I clicked relatively quickly that we were going on a boat for dinner but it took a few people a little longer. The boat was stunning and apparently it's traditional custom to have a shot before getting on board, I don't know what the shot was but I didn't feel the need to throw up so it wasn't that bad. We travelled around the river and under the Charles Bridge ( a few times), after we all received our certificates of participation we went and had beer
at the beer gardens. Whilst the beer was nasty the view was an amazing way to end our time in Prague.
I met up with a friend of mine from Canberra for lunch today (Tuesday), it was lovely seeing someone from home all the way across the other side of the world and hearing a familiar accent. She is staying with another ex-Canberran who now lives in Prague while she travels around Europe as a dancer. It was interesting hearing how life as a dancer really isn't easy, I think that's another reason I chose not to pursue dance as a career, there is limited money in it and you really have to have a lot of passion for the industry in order to seek out the opportunities. I heard of another girl who spent a lot of time travelling and seeking a career without a lot of success, I think had I not been able to achieve something I would have been very harsh on myself. With my trip I can say I have achieved something, not financially but in reputation and portfolio building. I can only imagine building your portfolio as a dancer would be a lot
harder because it needs that physical aspect to go with what your resume says.
I spent dinner with the last 2 of the course participants at a Mexican restaurant and enjoyed their company for the last night,
I realised tonight that all that I have known for the last month will go back to normal. No more metro, no more tram rides, no more smiles when you come down from the elevator in the morning from the reception staff.
All of this will be replaced by more beautiful things.
Hugs from mum, the smell of fresh food, no hills, evenings with Joe, working on the weekends, morning scratches with my dog, UC's stupid car parking, getting excited with mum about Christmas.. everything that has literally stopped whilst I have been away. Whilst life may be boring and normal sometimes it's the little things in life that we need in order to appreciate everything and who we have and who we will become.
It's not goodbye, it's until we meet again.
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