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My Life at Prague:
Lets just begin with me waking up...
So i get ready and have my morning cup of english breakfast. Sugar and milk please. I catch up with some emails- usually from my parents. Also, which is usually me replying back to appease their worries.
I get out of my dorm and walk to the tram stop about 40 minutes early. I get on the tram, usually not talking, cross the bridge and stop by a coffee shop and get another cup of coffee. Dont worry, the size of the latte is small. Finally, I make my way to class.
Classes are...surprisingly hard. Hard in the sense that there are only five to six kids. Class participation is not wanted, but NEEDED. Also, all my classes being politics and history courses, I seem to be having trouble grasping Czech Republic's history. Considering that I had no previous knowledge before this semester. Either way, challenging but definitely intriguing.
After my two classes, I go home and make lunch. I'm trying to budget my money by making lunch instead of dining out. Our kitchen, which by the way is enormous and clean. Which makes me want to talk about my dorm. Our dorm is perfect. High ceilings, wooden floors, and though everything from the cups to linens are from Ikea, I dont mind. Grocery shopping is close and cheap. I go grocery shopping maybe once a week and I must remember to take a bag with me for the groceries. They dont give out plastic bags for free. Which is a good recycling effort. At the grocery stores, either Bila or Albert, the New York equivalent to D'Agostino's. Anyways, at Bila and Albert, there is a massive aisle for just sausages and meat. A lot of pork. A lot of bread, cheese, and spreads. Czech cuisine, by the way, is not my favorite. In my opinion, its too bland and heavy. Other than Czech food though, there are a lot of Italian restaurants and american fast food chains. Such as the ominous McDonalds and KFC. I have never been to a Czech KFC yet, but maybe one day I will stop by for some Mashed potatoes. I Go to mcdonalds often, only because it seems to be the only 24 hour restaurant. For me, the night starts pretty late. We go to a bar and drink a beer or two. We usually also take the cab home because theyre so affordable. Maybe 4-5 dollars. Thus taking a cab is a phone call and five minutes way. We could take the night tram, but during the weekends and such, they seem to run less often. The other sources of transportation is by cars. The Czech Republic seems to have a lot of car owners, and not many bike owners. Whereas in other european countries, I observed that there are many many bike riders. Maybe its the cobblestones?
I confess, my day is not very adventurous...
But anyways, days seem to wiz by so quickly. Classes seem longer than usual. Its one hour and fifteen minutes. But it feels like hours. Especially these days where the sun is tempting and teasing me while im in class. Especially also when our NYU center is right next to the Old Town Square where tourists swarm and all kinds of sounds can be heard. Instead of walking outside exploring, Im in class listening about Communism and the EU.
Walking around Prague, in comparison to at NYC is a bit different. Walking is a little more dangerous and tiresome. In New York, I can jay walk all I want without worrying that a car might hit me. Whereas here, I look both ways so I wont die! Also the cobblestones are definitely not feet-friendly. As pretty as it looks in pictures and all, it can make you trip, ruin your heels, and callus your feet! Also sidewalk traffic is very much different here than in New York. I seem to be saying "excuse me" way too often and squeezing myself in between slow-walkers. Its a maze nowadays with tourists stopping in front of you constantly.
But all in all, I am content and always marvel at Prague's beautiful architecture.


When we first got here we
When we first got here we were living at a hostel and there was no where to cook and the food there was horrible so we opted to eat out when we could even then when we moved out I kept eating out because I was running all over the city I would be to tired to cook. Actually reminds me when I first moved to the city. I ate at McDonalds evryday for two weeks, sad I kno but I was not willing to try french food. Eventually I found cheap and better and healthier food, but I learned to stay in and cook. Life has become a little routine for me also but I I like slowing down since my first few months I never really in my apartment because I was running all over Paris all the time.