Not Losing It

Hoo boy, what a week. Last weekend was very relaxing because a good chunk of my friends went out of town. Most were in Munich, where Oktoberfest may or may not have been happening. My friends may or may not have had an awesome time.

As for me? What did I do... Well, my "Czech buddy" flatmate and I assembled Ikea furniture for our living room, as well as a dresser for my roommate. Her English and my Czech may not be perfect, but we bonded through the universal language: absurd Ikea instruction manuals.

Scholars maintain the meanings of these mysterious inscriptions were lost several centuries ago.

The weather on Saturday was lovely so I walked around the city all day, trying to get lost so I could explore some new areas. The funny thing was, I couldn't. I would walk down a street that looked unfamiliar, and then suddenly I realized I knew exactly where I was. So I might have failed at getting lost, but it was exciting to discover that Prague is becoming a familiar place.

While I was out not-getting-lost, several other FS friends went to the Plum Festival on Petrin Hill. I wish I would've gotten lost there-- plums, plum desserts, plum brandies, plum EVERYTHING as far as the eye could see. And a-pear-antly my friends also found a pear orchard around there with all sorts of goodies. My friend bought a little thing of honey wine-- it is definitely worth trying if you ever find some.

Something definitely NOT worth trying if you ever go to Prague: the blacklight theatre. Last night a few friends and I saw a blacklight performance called "Aspects of Alice" because, hey, the brochures were cool looking. But it was... well, let me put it this way: there was live nudity and the show STILL had nothing going for it. Blacklight theatre A.) is a horrendous excuse for a tourist attraction, and B.) has nothing to do with Prague culture. Our advisor advised us not to go, but how were we to know to trust her advice?! So take mine: if you want an authentic experience in Prague, you won't find it on a brochure.