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Prague
Besides my feet getting destroyed and getting super bad allergies, Prague was one of my favorite places to visit. I always thought the Czech Republic was an Eastern European country but I was mistaken; it's part of Central Europe. I imagined it to be a more backwards place since it was Communist, but it was a beautiful, modern, and happy place. Most people were super nice except for the information desk lady at the airport.
I got in Thursday night and stayed with Ben, Jesse, John, Pat, and Jack because Liza was at the Beyonce concert. I would just like to take this time to explain how incredibly disgusting their apartment was. No wonder your landlord thought you were bringing back prostitutes and throwing ragers. Sorry guys but I don't know think your getting your security deposit back. I even woke up with some strange eye infection that went away after I left the contaminated area.
Prague was a pretty unusual place. Thursday night i got in and saw everyone dressed in witch outfits and later found out it was a day commerating something similar to the Salem Witch trials, then Friday was May Day and people were walking around like trees. Supposedly guys give girls books and girls are supposed to take boys to these trees and kiss them. I mean don't ask me, Kavita and I didn't know what to do with ourselves.
Kavita and I toured around all day Friday and then Liza joined us. We ate lunch at some place near Old Town where the waiter clearly hated us and kept mumbling things in Czech everytime he walked away from our table. The most expensive thing on our receipt was the bottle of water. No wonder everyone just orders beer; the beer is only a euro. Later that night Liza had a potluck dinner and I introduced everyone to the mixture of red wine and Coke Zero. Then we had the pregame party and then began our walk over to the Lucerna. Liza decided to wear high heels for the 2nd time this semester. The roads in Prague are all cobblestone and not high heel friendly, and LIza was having a really hard time, and she kept telling everyone that she had forgotten how to walk in heels. Twenty-five minutes later at our arrival to the club she discovered she was wearing her heels on the wrong feet. This was definitely one of the highlights of the evening. Lucerna was a pretty cool club that dedicates their Friday nights to playing 80s and 90s music accompanied with the music video. Pretty hilarious.
Saturday Kavita and I ventured to the Charles Bridge which took forever to get within a 100 foot radius and then another 30 minutes to cross it because there was sooo many people. We walked up to the castle which took forever to find as well becuase of the lack of signage and because all the signs were in Czech. It took us 20 some minutes to realize we were actually already inside the castle because it formed a square. We then found the John Lennon wall and decided to leave our mark and then proceeded to try out Traditional Czech food.
So we stopped at some small restaurant where we got garlic soup, Goulesh soup, Pork Knee with sour cabbage. After the interesting dinner we got back to LIza's only to discover that everyone was super tired and already in their pajamas. LAME. Since Kavita and I were not about to NOT go out, Liza gave us a list of places to go and we went out anyway. First we went to the Beer Factory which is a place every country should have. Every table has four taps with a keg underneath your table. They also play really good music. The most entertaining thing to watch was the group of 11 guys celebrating someones birthday and they took this place by storm. Boys in europe have no problem dancing with each other . After being around PArisians who have a permanent stick stuck up their butt it was nice to see people being loud, fun, and obnoxious.
Kavita made friends with a 40 year old man who was metro to the max and was sporting a rhinestone Playboy Bunny belt. He had a serious dance off with the girl dancer who worked there and loved cheersing his glass with everyone. After Beer Factory we walked to the 5-story clubbed called Karlovy Lasne, which is the same club that Rihanna filmed her "Please Don't Stop the Music" music video. Kavita and I loved this place and had so many options of music. The guys were also really attractive and reall outgoing so Kavita and I were loving the attention. My favorite was when they played Cotton Eye Joe (which was played at the Beer Factory as well). The people go crazy when it comes on even though no one knows how to do the proper dance and basically gave me a stare down when i tried to show them. It basically turns into a big arm swing dancing spectacle with the entire club and left me really dizzy afterwards and Kavita on the ground laughing.
I really wanted to meet a Czech guy, but the guy I ended up talking to was just another hot French guy. My favorite was when he asked me for my phone number. Of course I still don't know my french telephone number so I have it saved in my phonebook as "Me." I hand him my phone so he can copy it and then he hands me his phone so i can double check if its correct while saying the word ME which has me thrown off until i see that has recorded my name as ME not as Michelle. Kavita and I left shortly after.
So I return home from Prague and wasn't feeling so hot. I make the mistake of complaining to Siobhan who then proceeds to get really upset and sends me the link to all the symptoms of swine flu. She also adds, "michelle your symptoms ALL match up! Don't freak out, I mean I would be, but maybe you should go to the doctor soon, like today." Why I would ever take what Siobhan says seriously is a mystery. So of course I start getting a little worried since my eye incident was weird and all my symptoms did match up. I called my school and made them make an appointment for me. They asked if I had traveled anywhere and when I mentioned I had been to Spain they got really nervous and recommended I have the S.O.S. doctor come to my homestay. Meanwhile I have fully convinced myself that I have the SWINE FLU and that I have contaminated France and Prague. I'm starting to think of all the people I have to message to let know they probably should go to the doctor because of me. Well the french doctor arrives and literally laughed at me and told me I had a Sinus Infection. He didn't really convince me though; he didn't even take my temperature with a thermometer. I knew it was silly when i decided to call my mom and tell her, thinking she would freak too but she laughed too and said, "well I'm proud of you for taking action, but i don't think you have swine flu, Michelle." I guess my worries of making CNN breaking news aren't happening, no worries europe i'm not contaminated.
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