Prague Stories

Bohemia Bagel. It is interesting that we have traveled half way around the world and we decide to frequent probably the most Americanized restaurant in all of Prague, or maybe even Europe. I don’t know if it’s the bottomless fountain drinks, the real Heinz ketchup, the ice, the French fries, the hummus, or the amazing bagel sandwiches, but something about this place just keeps us coming back. I could definitely see it fitting right in in Austin. Anyway, today, like most days, Lauren, Jasmine, and I went to Bohemia Bagel for dinner. I ate the turkey club sandwich on an everything bagel (the usual), and French fries. Lauren decided to venture out and try the Italian veggie sandwich (not the best thing on the menu, but still good). Jasmine got the BLT. After a long night and day of editing our final projects this was just what we needed—a lot of good food! While there we discovered the breakfast special—Monday through Friday, any egg sandwich and bottomless coffee or soft drink for just 79 Czech Krowns. So, tomorrow morning, back to Bohemia Bagel!

I have never been anywhere during the month of August where the weather dropped forty degrees in one day. Today the weather went from about ninety-five degrees Fahrenheit and sunny to about fifty-five degrees and rainy. It was really strange.
I spent the majority of my day just wandering the city alone. I went to a coffee shop, ate lunch, wrote, and just watched people. Then, I walked around the city looking in shops and taking in the things around me. There was something strange about walking around a crowded city in a foreign country in the rain. It made me feel a sense of isolation even though I was surrounded by people. Maybe it’s the fact that they all speak a different language or maybe it’s just the fact that the culture is unfamiliar still, but something about it felt lonely. I guess it also could have just been the weather. After feeling that way today, it made it hard to imagine what it would be like to live in Prague in the winter. The weather today was basically a cold winter day in Corpus Christi, where I am from, so it’s hard for me to envision an entire season of twenty-degree weather. Anyway, after walking around the city in the cold rain, the only thing I wanted to do was return to the dorm and take a nap in my warm bad. So, that’s what I did.

Car Starting

Wine Tasting

I have put together a collection of words, which describe my experience thus far in Prague.

Cobblestone. Goulash. Stairs. Red roofs. Fresh cherries. Long days. Late nights. Lost baggage. Boat rides. Castles. Statues. Paintings. Churches. Editing. Walking. Shooting. Shopping. Exploring. Good views. Hot rooms. Open windows. Small towels. Ice Cold showers. Outdoor markets. Wooden toys. Cheap food. Beer gardens. Strawberries. Ice cream. Blown glass. Hot days. Cool nights. Full moons. Parks. Dogs. Pubs. Pivo. Tesco. Amber. Garnet. Roses. Picnics. Sunsets. Gardens. Tourists. Old women. Potato pancakes. The metro. Long escalators. Warm drinks. Bohemia bagel. Mispronunciations. Moravia. Blueberry dumplings. Slivovice. Garlic soup. Long bus rides. Gummy. Oplatky. Wine. Cellars. Barrels. Art. Stars. Tongues. Cemeteries. Synagogues. Discotechs. Dumpsters. Small towns. Winding roads. Wooden carvings. Stramberk. Hotel gong. Wheat fields. Roses. Sunflowers. Mountains. Pine trees. Open spaces. Traffic circles. Ipod wars. Stopping for directions. Huge picnics. Swimming on the lake. New friends. New places. New experiences.