In simplest terms, week 2 was...interesting.
Highlight #1: Class
Yes, we do in fact have to actually go to class here, weird, I know. You'd assume it couldn't be that bad, since we only have class Monday-Wednesday, but my short attention span does not mix well with the compilation of a weeks worth of class information into 3 consecutive hours. I'm taking a European history class, why? I couldn't tell you. Nor could I tell the teacher when he went around asking what we are most passionate about in terms of the subject matter. I figured "nothing" was not an appropriate response. But my teacher's good looks combined with the company of Kristina and Jackie have me optimistic that the class won't be too bad. Next stop in my week: 8 am public speaking class. Probably should have followed everyone else's lead when they actually took CAS100 at Penn State, but you win some you lose some. In my case, I'd say it's a toss up. Waking up at 7am after somehow managing to fall asleep before 4am (rare occurrence here) is definitely not fun, but the walk to class is a calming break from the great madness. My other two classes are both art classes. One seems boring, and I can't believe the other is actually a class (in a good way). Art and architecture is essentially a built in, guaranteed tour of different parts of the city each week; thank you AAU.
Highlight #2: Night, sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite.
Or in our case, only let them bite one of your roommates. When we weren't in class, the rest of week two was spent being nomads. Our inconvenient and unfortunate incidence with bed bugs resulted in 3 nights spent in a hostel right across the street. Nights 1 and 2 were spent in bunk beds, #abroadcampgirlproblems, and night 3 granted us with romantic getaways for two in our luxurious queen size beds. I won't go into too much detail about this memorable experience, but it's safe to say we are definitely happy to be back and settled in our buggie-free apartment.
Highlight #3: Surprise and greetings from Barca, London and Florence!
Visitors on visitors on visitors. I see London, I see France, Sage couldn't believe how little English was spoken at first glance. Justin happily visited from Florence, accompanied by 18,000 other Wisconsin kids. And, after successfully and surprisingly managing to avoid all of us on Friday afternoon, word got out that Sonkin, Pinelli and Lewko were granting us with their presence this weekend. Sammy bros/Rye Brook reunion + Lucerna Friday = happy boys, and happy girls, we'll be (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iBYD9_8NeZc). After slowly but surely recovering from Friday night, we toured around Prague a bit with the visitors and then hit The Pub for the USA, Russia olympic hockey game. Naturally, the girls were less concerned about the game than the boys, but that doesn't mean we didn't take advantage of the beer that came with the celebrations. At The Pub, you pile into a booth and sit circled around a tap that dispenses as much beer as your heart desires. Simply press your assigned number on the screen, pull the handle, and bam, you've got yourself a full glass of Czech beer. The screen keeps track of how many liters each individual has drank. Typically the huge TV in the room puts up stats of how much each table has consumed, but the game triumphed this feature of The Pub. Guess that's just another excuse to go back!
Highlight into the future: my birthday and Interlaken.
My 21st birthday is on Tuesday, and while that means absolutely nothing to the people of the Czech Republic, I plan to celebrate accordingly. The week's celebrations will conclude in Interlaken, Switzerland over the weekend; our first trip of many. I don't ski and I've been banned by parental consent to skydive, but I have no doubt that it will be an unbelievable weekend.
Highlight #1: Class
Yes, we do in fact have to actually go to class here, weird, I know. You'd assume it couldn't be that bad, since we only have class Monday-Wednesday, but my short attention span does not mix well with the compilation of a weeks worth of class information into 3 consecutive hours. I'm taking a European history class, why? I couldn't tell you. Nor could I tell the teacher when he went around asking what we are most passionate about in terms of the subject matter. I figured "nothing" was not an appropriate response. But my teacher's good looks combined with the company of Kristina and Jackie have me optimistic that the class won't be too bad. Next stop in my week: 8 am public speaking class. Probably should have followed everyone else's lead when they actually took CAS100 at Penn State, but you win some you lose some. In my case, I'd say it's a toss up. Waking up at 7am after somehow managing to fall asleep before 4am (rare occurrence here) is definitely not fun, but the walk to class is a calming break from the great madness. My other two classes are both art classes. One seems boring, and I can't believe the other is actually a class (in a good way). Art and architecture is essentially a built in, guaranteed tour of different parts of the city each week; thank you AAU.
Highlight #2: Night, sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite.
Or in our case, only let them bite one of your roommates. When we weren't in class, the rest of week two was spent being nomads. Our inconvenient and unfortunate incidence with bed bugs resulted in 3 nights spent in a hostel right across the street. Nights 1 and 2 were spent in bunk beds, #abroadcampgirlproblems, and night 3 granted us with romantic getaways for two in our luxurious queen size beds. I won't go into too much detail about this memorable experience, but it's safe to say we are definitely happy to be back and settled in our buggie-free apartment.
Highlight #3: Surprise and greetings from Barca, London and Florence!
Visitors on visitors on visitors. I see London, I see France, Sage couldn't believe how little English was spoken at first glance. Justin happily visited from Florence, accompanied by 18,000 other Wisconsin kids. And, after successfully and surprisingly managing to avoid all of us on Friday afternoon, word got out that Sonkin, Pinelli and Lewko were granting us with their presence this weekend. Sammy bros/Rye Brook reunion + Lucerna Friday = happy boys, and happy girls, we'll be (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iBYD9_8NeZc). After slowly but surely recovering from Friday night, we toured around Prague a bit with the visitors and then hit The Pub for the USA, Russia olympic hockey game. Naturally, the girls were less concerned about the game than the boys, but that doesn't mean we didn't take advantage of the beer that came with the celebrations. At The Pub, you pile into a booth and sit circled around a tap that dispenses as much beer as your heart desires. Simply press your assigned number on the screen, pull the handle, and bam, you've got yourself a full glass of Czech beer. The screen keeps track of how many liters each individual has drank. Typically the huge TV in the room puts up stats of how much each table has consumed, but the game triumphed this feature of The Pub. Guess that's just another excuse to go back!
Highlight into the future: my birthday and Interlaken.
My 21st birthday is on Tuesday, and while that means absolutely nothing to the people of the Czech Republic, I plan to celebrate accordingly. The week's celebrations will conclude in Interlaken, Switzerland over the weekend; our first trip of many. I don't ski and I've been banned by parental consent to skydive, but I have no doubt that it will be an unbelievable weekend.