Prahaaa

Thursday night after a near death experience at the train station (my friend had her backpack sticking out over the tracks and the train whipped by and smacked her backpack sending her flying, I seriously thought she was a goner), and a 2 hour ride to Florence, we hopped on a bus for 12 hours and made our way north to Prague.

It was a trek, let me tell you, but worth every minute spent cramped up in that dumb bus. When we arrived on Friday morning we dropped our stuff off at the nicest hostel I've stayed in so far in Europe, and made our way out for the walking tour. A couple interesting things about Prague, I'll make it quick:
1. It was the city they modeled Disney castles and movie settings after (think Cinderella's castle in real life)
2. Hitler wanted Prague. Very badly. And bombed the crap out of it during WWII.
3. They were a communist country up until 1993 when they finally declared independence.

After the tour I got a Starbucks. In a Christmas cup. Dream come true. We walked around a little longer and then got a traditional Chezk dinner. One of the best parts about Prague was that it was dirt cheap. I only spent $90 US dollars all weekend. Unheard of.


Friday night we went on a pub crawl. The first place we went to was the basement of a church.

I'm serious.

Bar, dance floor, the whole nine yards. Basement of a church.

Saturday morning I went on a nice little run. It was cold and all the leaves have changed there. So seasonal. Then we went on another walking tour to see some peeing statues again (I don't get it), the Charles Bridge (amazing. Kayne West filmed some music video on it), and then to the John Lennon wall. 

??.... dont get it.

Saturday night we went to an 80's and 90's music video club. Let's just put it this way, people were probably mistaking me for Madonna when Like a Prayer came on.

Sunday morning my friend and I went on an even prettier run and then boarded the bus for the 12 hour ride home. Little did I know that people were being real aggressive about where they sat and had claimed seats earlier that morning. Guess it makes sense, no one wants to get shafted on a 12 hour bus ride. Welp. Guess who did? This girl. I ended up in the second to last row, pinned against the window, with a girl in front of me who felt the need to recline her seat as far back as it would go. Have some courtesy for God's sake! At the 8 hour mark I had to ask her to move it up a little, I thought my knees were going to split in half.

We got back to Florence around 11:30 and took the hour and a half van ride back to Perugia. Here's where it gets bad. I get out of the van and am walking back to my apartment when I realize one of my running shoes is not in my bag.

Devastation Nation.

I borrowed my roomate's shoes this morning and just went and found a new pair. Saying that my options were limited would be the understatement of the year. Basically I could have choosen between Reeboks that look like something a 90 year old would wear, patent leather Nike air shocks that closely resemble tap shoes, or Nike Air Max's that more than likely weigh about 10 pounds each. I ended up with the cheapest ones I could get that actually seemed like running shoes. Picture this... white Nike's with neon green accents. Good God help me. I think it's time for Asics to expand to Europe. Preferably Perugia.

On another note, I did have success today in ordering a turkey from the butcher in town for Thanksgiving next week (only after slamming my finger in the door first, of course) and I was able to communicate with a pharmacist well enough to get some cough medicine (which I later spent throwing back in a dark bathroom at school before class since the power got turned off today... think I need a life check?). Small victories my friends, small victories. Maybe now I'll stop feeling like I smoke 2 packs a day.

Overall, I would strongly strongly suggest putting Prague on your bucket list of places to see before you die. It was beautiful; both naturally and architecturally. People who live in Prague are proud of their country, proud of it's history. I think this might be one of the best qualities a country can have because that pride shows in so many different aspects of what makes a country what it is.

I just ate a potato, a zucchini, and an onion for dinner. Poor girl problems? I looked at my bank account today and almost cried.So now I have to go watch some movie for my food class. And I shockingly have a lot of homework to do tonight. Have I started it? Noooooo of course not. And I need to apply for a job back at home and apply for this blog internship I want.

Real life is slowly catching up to me. You mean I can't just live like this forever?


And now I'm going to be late.

Shocking right?

Ciao ciao for now lovers.