tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52733892986304322422024-02-19T17:06:57.307-08:00v prazeStaci Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01792994834264298542noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5273389298630432242.post-83424121644694326952009-06-24T08:53:00.000-07:002009-06-25T06:53:23.291-07:00Buda & Pest<div>After being home for about a week from Copenhagen, I planned a sort of impromptu trip to Budapest with Ryan. He had just finished his program in Italy and we decided to rendezvous. Budapest is divided by the Danube River, therefore splitting it into the Buda side, and the Pest side.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI4SablXQezYmeqY6J7xhOM6-db-g1bxz9Li0dKM-RyZF4emkq-yvVVJGQDzULFqsGnY8O5JGayVAiiE1QzhRlqd3W1EGOtGPvIkaYF50OVPqyfzSdPl2-fvwP1lJJSXWgZvKKOsOfxmY/s1600-h/CIMG1938.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI4SablXQezYmeqY6J7xhOM6-db-g1bxz9Li0dKM-RyZF4emkq-yvVVJGQDzULFqsGnY8O5JGayVAiiE1QzhRlqd3W1EGOtGPvIkaYF50OVPqyfzSdPl2-fvwP1lJJSXWgZvKKOsOfxmY/s400/CIMG1938.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344599340882591410" /></a><br /><div>The first day we were there we made our way to Heroe's Square, it was really beautiful, although I have no idea what it commemorates!</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNcAymRUwiikpOS6qYblLujq13ARm7wqOnkWBztfxW306rcWVOQv2r7qrNvcsurfdfHuqjIthOoToEawgrwNR8kYyYkgpmcuLloFQG2lgDIFb4_pttTe4EUAtOcFzNU0N6-a0u9TjTx8w/s1600-h/CIMG1893.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNcAymRUwiikpOS6qYblLujq13ARm7wqOnkWBztfxW306rcWVOQv2r7qrNvcsurfdfHuqjIthOoToEawgrwNR8kYyYkgpmcuLloFQG2lgDIFb4_pttTe4EUAtOcFzNU0N6-a0u9TjTx8w/s400/CIMG1893.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344599331896929554" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVfTDkpn8Y7dNQXoJdPdWw9DuTPpj4kSBQCr7mJ3gtI9hFoeTtwEwag1_6dhr4fZC5MhxL77iCCEpHJU-Oj99_LxExwUXoMe5HDZ1CPQ4r99Ezme2dCRcteEEqQTVqVfFq99tifa5OgME/s1600-h/CIMG1894.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVfTDkpn8Y7dNQXoJdPdWw9DuTPpj4kSBQCr7mJ3gtI9hFoeTtwEwag1_6dhr4fZC5MhxL77iCCEpHJU-Oj99_LxExwUXoMe5HDZ1CPQ4r99Ezme2dCRcteEEqQTVqVfFq99tifa5OgME/s400/CIMG1894.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344599327377910674" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicVAZposOon14lLe0Emr5rXjmPi8-NmwmtTB4ECb_9jLLg2WBxgmP17YikdU_wCVpG5cxmm5xUZDjqS1LDlRhteQb_Hvfg1kOdlcpaezs1iEYpQ2CszvQu-A3z-Q5Iv8NLWB49OF0a_LM/s1600-h/CIMG1898.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicVAZposOon14lLe0Emr5rXjmPi8-NmwmtTB4ECb_9jLLg2WBxgmP17YikdU_wCVpG5cxmm5xUZDjqS1LDlRhteQb_Hvfg1kOdlcpaezs1iEYpQ2CszvQu-A3z-Q5Iv8NLWB49OF0a_LM/s400/CIMG1898.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344599323720805330" /></a>We also found this really cool monument, and yet again don't know what it commemorates, we couldn't find a sign!</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE1z2ic4eoKEsiBcxEiialaHLZvVGECGZD9mSYjukYPBuAVO9A0TcTeSk2MTcJ1Sc5AK40LYQyxmSslR9z0KU7gTPkzaGFSgqAuyen551HYEzwVV1QRYM_mT-pTROup2AhaMObkufbPpw/s1600-h/CIMG1904.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE1z2ic4eoKEsiBcxEiialaHLZvVGECGZD9mSYjukYPBuAVO9A0TcTeSk2MTcJ1Sc5AK40LYQyxmSslR9z0KU7gTPkzaGFSgqAuyen551HYEzwVV1QRYM_mT-pTROup2AhaMObkufbPpw/s400/CIMG1904.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344598442481967570" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbNP9bttt2teQ0OyDfoe81krneZhPJKn55VsitSaYMPPRtiL7nP1nsj2t7C4fmwrRCppIH1oSndEl83sOY_qSQfYVHAXMIr-uZUnmVsGdCzrFceVevaQ7bkiRSBK3kCv4DBut1XFijUFo/s1600-h/CIMG1901.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbNP9bttt2teQ0OyDfoe81krneZhPJKn55VsitSaYMPPRtiL7nP1nsj2t7C4fmwrRCppIH1oSndEl83sOY_qSQfYVHAXMIr-uZUnmVsGdCzrFceVevaQ7bkiRSBK3kCv4DBut1XFijUFo/s400/CIMG1901.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344598439815258002" /></a><br /></div><div>That evening we just stumbled around town making our way along the river and up to the Fisherman's Bastillion. This is the Parliament building from across the river.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIq3iugyCfUF_Dz0YXzZMacbVS84jqJ7ajV4_4bV9Ndgmsr-6PIoiMFlp6NhkUvKf4ZL4XyADlDtQaNBo9fwdutU-NoyLjBlw1EJ_ZUQ4o2jxhxL5SXrDprfsVLHZNnd8NDT6o28dMn-c/s1600-h/CIMG1908.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIq3iugyCfUF_Dz0YXzZMacbVS84jqJ7ajV4_4bV9Ndgmsr-6PIoiMFlp6NhkUvKf4ZL4XyADlDtQaNBo9fwdutU-NoyLjBlw1EJ_ZUQ4o2jxhxL5SXrDprfsVLHZNnd8NDT6o28dMn-c/s400/CIMG1908.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344598435906807250" /></a>Then from the top of the hill. </div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiveLHXeDFMZFn9w4NBwj9uXAtiyVc8KE95LxBae8DDaDca25U0rsU3l4xRZDnV905rwCXfTbHPOWv5LHukrxps9hJWKOMDYci4n5-noMht1_-MHMAJBiJLAu11-lRwYGfAKaskoGYQZ0/s1600-h/CIMG1910.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiveLHXeDFMZFn9w4NBwj9uXAtiyVc8KE95LxBae8DDaDca25U0rsU3l4xRZDnV905rwCXfTbHPOWv5LHukrxps9hJWKOMDYci4n5-noMht1_-MHMAJBiJLAu11-lRwYGfAKaskoGYQZ0/s400/CIMG1910.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344598428754867250" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfULPkTe7UAI0dhWc4P_421APYxrmp8t43lzuN6eWwon7AesJH2IcfqZhSu9M2jIFwIkqqDWpq3a2UdpqMeBSGiUcpXAhnOMuA1UV4oAXsZq2GMyawYZKTPi6zTCw6Wv00g8r1nGh9hB0/s1600-h/CIMG1911.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfULPkTe7UAI0dhWc4P_421APYxrmp8t43lzuN6eWwon7AesJH2IcfqZhSu9M2jIFwIkqqDWpq3a2UdpqMeBSGiUcpXAhnOMuA1UV4oAXsZq2GMyawYZKTPi6zTCw6Wv00g8r1nGh9hB0/s400/CIMG1911.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344598421600498370" /></a>Fisherman's Bastillion.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaxj__ncISkBWbj-I5MXDowD5QDEQR9GhiJtyiXktIHHQnzNAk5BwY07-Zeu2w5CRJnJ_gqX-VwT3a05Aym-vUGkgW7C9NThREIchLkXEAM7GgT01QpQlLCwSApv6JNmeMgnsxzbIYZb0/s1600-h/CIMG1917.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaxj__ncISkBWbj-I5MXDowD5QDEQR9GhiJtyiXktIHHQnzNAk5BwY07-Zeu2w5CRJnJ_gqX-VwT3a05Aym-vUGkgW7C9NThREIchLkXEAM7GgT01QpQlLCwSApv6JNmeMgnsxzbIYZb0/s400/CIMG1917.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344598062957983170" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKnCbcFKxDXQG3BLphTcwfvwdn6dWoZsh4Osn1q3HXwGoRycQbC2LKy2Wp6fhr67Nn10AUl-7FKfbG2gWSU1pfZPtqNH7BtUYs7vgfioY17tYfVRr62ApQFt61BpD0KcsxyuTIJftb-Jo/s1600-h/CIMG1919+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKnCbcFKxDXQG3BLphTcwfvwdn6dWoZsh4Osn1q3HXwGoRycQbC2LKy2Wp6fhr67Nn10AUl-7FKfbG2gWSU1pfZPtqNH7BtUYs7vgfioY17tYfVRr62ApQFt61BpD0KcsxyuTIJftb-Jo/s400/CIMG1919+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344598058745074370" /></a>The Chain Bridge from the top of the Buda side.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvuSiySR27lqqLHRLPvSMNm3xYUqK6mK0YJV72HHKV_Bff1ek2rEiKSkOBXV78c1uXEy5ibIkuwIjr6LfYYpn0oWnFlooc8oMCOULL-VEJM3FIHyKeAY7vRyQ8nrYUxr9u6JVGTLbmwAw/s1600-h/CIMG1927+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvuSiySR27lqqLHRLPvSMNm3xYUqK6mK0YJV72HHKV_Bff1ek2rEiKSkOBXV78c1uXEy5ibIkuwIjr6LfYYpn0oWnFlooc8oMCOULL-VEJM3FIHyKeAY7vRyQ8nrYUxr9u6JVGTLbmwAw/s400/CIMG1927+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344598051340562162" /></a>That night we had a typical Hungarian meal of Paprika Chicken and dumplings, it was delish. And we topped off our meal with this typical Hungarian dessert, it was AMAZING.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDYEXuo3mJ_qmZO8EL2cePOBGPAFZxVJ_fEOVxxm2a1patsm9plHzIs2y7sM6Aqn58ps_Dus2jm5YqsPuILx3bxGW1jhNyPb-bgvNgPXMyWDygQ0myGL0smzCo3PVDk4x0z5aCSxFMgpY/s1600-h/CIMG1929.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDYEXuo3mJ_qmZO8EL2cePOBGPAFZxVJ_fEOVxxm2a1patsm9plHzIs2y7sM6Aqn58ps_Dus2jm5YqsPuILx3bxGW1jhNyPb-bgvNgPXMyWDygQ0myGL0smzCo3PVDk4x0z5aCSxFMgpY/s400/CIMG1929.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344598049156101394" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidjFH6NdvtbHaRZaaJIgc5UbKAlXAezhFMk0xnEWljg2o_Jpsw3ZKcib-ZBvkHvZDDh3Mkr8AeEjdezSsi290oB39abPKL7JI7mkFjlUb-OQcer-4Sc-pjQA9Ly20HFDuiWoZDhdRDAog/s1600-h/CIMG1932.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidjFH6NdvtbHaRZaaJIgc5UbKAlXAezhFMk0xnEWljg2o_Jpsw3ZKcib-ZBvkHvZDDh3Mkr8AeEjdezSsi290oB39abPKL7JI7mkFjlUb-OQcer-4Sc-pjQA9Ly20HFDuiWoZDhdRDAog/s400/CIMG1932.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344598042410380850" /></a>All in all, it was a great trip to a beautiful city, and welcomed time spent with Ryan since we hadn't seen each other in so long. The next weekend Ryan came to Prague, and then after that we rendezvoused again in Amsterdam!</div>Staci Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01792994834264298542noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5273389298630432242.post-44195753908547204832009-06-08T11:00:00.000-07:002009-06-08T13:40:44.690-07:00København<div>My 5 day visit to Copenhagen started 2 days after I returned from Paris, I'm crazy I know.</div><div><br /></div><div>My trip started off very amazingly as me and Ally just walked around the city and lounged in sunny places. I met all of her friends from her dorm and had a great night on the town. The next day Ally had school so I walked around by myself, but then she left early so we could go to the park. I guess in Copenhagen there is a very big festival thing in a huge park, so we went there and lounged around with Matt, another friend from KState, beer and snacks and met some awesome Danish people.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAxxdxcYXfgJ2d11gUVyuJ050HHuRdiXQyXyPfKKfir89dJ3jS4AOUvIqUQWhRtjzu1lCxvvGuBk22kUXsShqZ_QvfOBVgDSGgiXWy0agMz7TTru4TX6RqnBUedaw6zaqokKrzexTHUJA/s1600-h/100_3867.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAxxdxcYXfgJ2d11gUVyuJ050HHuRdiXQyXyPfKKfir89dJ3jS4AOUvIqUQWhRtjzu1lCxvvGuBk22kUXsShqZ_QvfOBVgDSGgiXWy0agMz7TTru4TX6RqnBUedaw6zaqokKrzexTHUJA/s400/100_3867.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344597219246322386" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">At the park for May Day.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">That night we went over to Matt's dormitory and to the bar there because he always hangs out there and knows the bartenders. We had a great night of lots of shots, and amazing Danes.</span></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLmKOIGeDIZ_cQRhuCr4TSReUvEhtbeU94dPDUUZOMY5hYOS7fqeEbFeCyOMeWRwJN7dNSZAkpR1MVaW_LbPINrFGc_bWH3LevDUE9htRvDiKzBmBw4i729JXwHG3wT3Mofc3X_CXlAZI/s1600-h/100_3934.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLmKOIGeDIZ_cQRhuCr4TSReUvEhtbeU94dPDUUZOMY5hYOS7fqeEbFeCyOMeWRwJN7dNSZAkpR1MVaW_LbPINrFGc_bWH3LevDUE9htRvDiKzBmBw4i729JXwHG3wT3Mofc3X_CXlAZI/s400/100_3934.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345055008699809618" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">My KState buddies!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB7aLMNoDzmDm3v2-nL0N6_1qCjS9TbI1oQ9gup1Aeb1kGrC4w2-_DXw2rs4A5kcReB7hqyNpKiyoe52fxXDQE8Tsm-jlI-m5cSjhxh-AuX9uD_s2HM6FiYb-lv96cYoK5yO1GC25xzCw/s1600-h/100_3879.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB7aLMNoDzmDm3v2-nL0N6_1qCjS9TbI1oQ9gup1Aeb1kGrC4w2-_DXw2rs4A5kcReB7hqyNpKiyoe52fxXDQE8Tsm-jlI-m5cSjhxh-AuX9uD_s2HM6FiYb-lv96cYoK5yO1GC25xzCw/s400/100_3879.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345055007617956034" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">We love pretzels.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">The next day, Saturday, we set out for Christiania. Christiania are these old army barracks that have been settle by a bunch of hippies. It was a really cool chilled out part of town with a really pretty lake.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsMmxFPjcls_A95FjXY0xU_Ppyic-SzgMk42-LmWhHHOFsuS-vzsQbw4da3wJu0NfOqtDnkOSFLx9rewhgHcyX3TqN2Gx7P-x_CfvY-IbjfopMXclyXwct9dtWta2R8HOBGDcVbMYnpOg/s1600-h/CIMG1737.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsMmxFPjcls_A95FjXY0xU_Ppyic-SzgMk42-LmWhHHOFsuS-vzsQbw4da3wJu0NfOqtDnkOSFLx9rewhgHcyX3TqN2Gx7P-x_CfvY-IbjfopMXclyXwct9dtWta2R8HOBGDcVbMYnpOg/s400/CIMG1737.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344597214698262290" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The Church on the way to Christiania.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr7HA3GLFS1MN6lTk_2ihCsTDPbh-muNBCIIewg6K9ng0SwLSv6BA10f4JpHqwzET-zCKAJjH7-PofUyBM17_BUhDxjfHlO-DWqkp_KNALwGQloet8jAzR98guYaOH2Lo-f2SnHRgiBVw/s1600-h/CIMG1738.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgbaBVGlHwcLyFXpE5B1iNJ8zxdnHBk3NN2uN2-QGl96CD_4ncnEMJv0VE9E9oqnVQnbqWBYOW5X66ersNoVwWSY4YTbRhjYBIJSmwgxnWp1xA0iYc9vb17d2FLp6QBivRJKB_YjG49hA/s400/CIMG1742.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344596800299417074" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">When you leave Christiania you re-enter the EU....Well so they say.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh68ooiUFJ-75qGVSfC2N5NSIZ5kyMFU-ppUswUBs5IXxZxMF0aucFoxz9CbEfewsKhX1JdNhhPjX83sA_Hl5HrkD3T8-FbUULXW4EdIixixu5fppVvbuJcotS-k9ED9IK49m2oZbErHoE/s1600-h/CIMG1744.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh68ooiUFJ-75qGVSfC2N5NSIZ5kyMFU-ppUswUBs5IXxZxMF0aucFoxz9CbEfewsKhX1JdNhhPjX83sA_Hl5HrkD3T8-FbUULXW4EdIixixu5fppVvbuJcotS-k9ED9IK49m2oZbErHoE/s400/CIMG1744.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344596799575042130" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">One of the canals... I love them.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZwU5L86uuf1I2o8Op1HUt6YCGpgiHsmVfHDDK1EQxlANZBqW16KspJzdx1KLOKMEuwi56eepYmvPTl9g5sGT5DoB010S3W6siifrrpuK-oHxRUmO23TiDhc891bB0j6LE_W5CNavSyDA/s1600-h/100_3970.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZwU5L86uuf1I2o8Op1HUt6YCGpgiHsmVfHDDK1EQxlANZBqW16KspJzdx1KLOKMEuwi56eepYmvPTl9g5sGT5DoB010S3W6siifrrpuK-oHxRUmO23TiDhc891bB0j6LE_W5CNavSyDA/s400/100_3970.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344596787435279282" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Enjoying a hot dog with everything on it, apparently something you HAVE to do in Denmark.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Sunday was my last full day in town so we tried to do everything that I hadn't seen yet, but it was kind of rainy and gross, but we made the most of it. For breakfast we got danishes at the best bakery in Copenhagen. Then we met up with Sara, another friend from KState, and her mom to go to a sculpture museum that I loved. We also went to New Harbor, which is one of the most famous images in Copenhagen. And we went to an amazing museum called the </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Kunstindustrimuseet, it was basically a collection of furniture that I loved. We also walked all along the harbor finding a church that we absolutely loved, and ended at the Little Mermaid. Hans Christian Andersen, the author of the Little Mermaid was from Copenhagen, so he's a really big deal there obviously. After walking so much, we called it a day and made dinner at Ally's dorm, and worked on our studio projects.</span></div><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="Century Gothic","sans-serif"font-family:";"><o:p></o:p></span></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj004CKbka4z3bYdFmR-LxPC9-d-ChUX1kmKTSaz9WGbDrAguuhFnYVlqERtJZoHgxCO2a2NzU1M7DOO9iKd35fL_O4UoEBoFiTjgi631fydG5ZYZoaTeyUVUT1-b308aq30W70dWXbHw8/s1600-h/100_3988.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj004CKbka4z3bYdFmR-LxPC9-d-ChUX1kmKTSaz9WGbDrAguuhFnYVlqERtJZoHgxCO2a2NzU1M7DOO9iKd35fL_O4UoEBoFiTjgi631fydG5ZYZoaTeyUVUT1-b308aq30W70dWXbHw8/s400/100_3988.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344596782936419394" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;">At Nyhavn...aka New Harbor, one of the most famous shots of Copenhagen.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4d2sPJ1QBctbEzoh3hfol5oOESsir03JrJuJNrfyrF8Eqet4Ynv9BTqRAxjsbthI_Sbmx4oy7SGHHhlq0HJ9OB1mFboMZHQHEOPFZ-m9ql0C7300l_gFUyJEIEXUSzc6vkOcmXPh3_jE/s1600-h/CIMG1752.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6SvDh7wdhzp9BqLw7lbgHBUcb7VCaHDiU-DyTOPNPPrcATkiA_V6ddqjGFqQ9sTlP-5BATDBGP5WeiZxvkxG942p6hTGJJxOKXDoXd2no0fHY3BQJZPhSu7zisQTbcV6dbwQmH76aDbw/s400/CIMG1758.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344596358956047106" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Stonework in the sidewalk at the Royal Palace.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAEO5DA5AtHI2aJDPvm4nrCCJPCIUAbbTkR_xj0C5-oBhk-OU2Md2rU5wsDztXTN7wocslcKDsmFmCUE_HUMNJ7leIvBbUOJOAQ0-TawHQLrDc5D_rUqjwazqcDITOr6sJYqkHJTjAs_c/s1600-h/CIMG1769.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAEO5DA5AtHI2aJDPvm4nrCCJPCIUAbbTkR_xj0C5-oBhk-OU2Md2rU5wsDztXTN7wocslcKDsmFmCUE_HUMNJ7leIvBbUOJOAQ0-TawHQLrDc5D_rUqjwazqcDITOr6sJYqkHJTjAs_c/s400/CIMG1769.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344596353930309250" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Church we found that we loved.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJFbkMnMR7sBO_2mJUCizuZ1Wg3t0Oz-SQXYXPoih2qNLvS0D4m1iLmT7NjdS7BswfQ8ZkhVXdJCl042zYm353K7AZ36OOO57M-TVubPYpvXiVQk9r1UotfKJ4opTpkzF85XxhMoaWN5E/s1600-h/CIMG1770.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5wu8ud6qkJhthMpTvV09LzW_NRgU6eX4-hXns0CM7tU3iNdgmqF4n8kIs6O0uPmLqzTzzw8LAK71Gb6MHRhqW13oTIqDNtQZ0kFC1o8muzjWJ3u8IqpjDTgLdLfNaYD9BdGrxzurwr0s/s400/CIMG1782.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344595976336027362" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><div style="text-align: center;">The Marble Church.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho9N9njD9OOv1AhoyNBde1OcWkN_NUO4NSXfOQiENxCQ6B-jqr409W-Ncv8APJUbCUKmhOx1Qe7DrdtrwezOk8TUFF8xCjyOkH18JuH9XfaQ8o_qCOYcpGpLDm89P8QThBC0cfGkP2cJU/s1600-h/CIMG1784.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho9N9njD9OOv1AhoyNBde1OcWkN_NUO4NSXfOQiENxCQ6B-jqr409W-Ncv8APJUbCUKmhOx1Qe7DrdtrwezOk8TUFF8xCjyOkH18JuH9XfaQ8o_qCOYcpGpLDm89P8QThBC0cfGkP2cJU/s400/CIMG1784.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344595974756653266" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">My delish tart from the best bakery in Copenhagen.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTBrbaPAWI0Mr7ktPYHRg5I4lE03f41A2Gi4btJr_Fg44Rccdf1aPKsmpUz_J4tuP5ydaoF6YcxaHG2ndEgYbWAJH50RNvnn1t482u_efvcOrYGVe1RoYJfvo9DM1k8kgbeBclSAeIEvs/s1600-h/CIMG1786.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTBrbaPAWI0Mr7ktPYHRg5I4lE03f41A2Gi4btJr_Fg44Rccdf1aPKsmpUz_J4tuP5ydaoF6YcxaHG2ndEgYbWAJH50RNvnn1t482u_efvcOrYGVe1RoYJfvo9DM1k8kgbeBclSAeIEvs/s400/CIMG1786.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344595968563629234" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The Stock Exchange Building.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLLt-ku-VfJlZz7UZ4A-l_PXUUQJA88qLFhA-1BEsTyA4Unt6QSgmiLODFJMwIxlOTTbg5A8cj9Za5QyH42W2kvzjmanKHwK60wtyV-t7uiTLaZFVBtjKvCnoQgOmP7tyONWSEQAH5F8o/s1600-h/CIMG1790+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLLt-ku-VfJlZz7UZ4A-l_PXUUQJA88qLFhA-1BEsTyA4Unt6QSgmiLODFJMwIxlOTTbg5A8cj9Za5QyH42W2kvzjmanKHwK60wtyV-t7uiTLaZFVBtjKvCnoQgOmP7tyONWSEQAH5F8o/s400/CIMG1790+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344595965503188594" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Church of the Holy Ghost.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">This was such a great trip filled with an amazing city and getting to see some of my amazing friends. I headed back to Praha on Monday morning and prepared for my next trip later in the week, Budapest with Ryan!</div>Staci Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01792994834264298542noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5273389298630432242.post-81317275341312834562009-06-08T10:48:00.000-07:002009-06-08T08:49:15.291-07:00Paris, je t'aime<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">After only being in Prague for less than 24 hours, we headed to Paris. It started out a little rough because we were all so tired, and our hostel wasn't the best, but we set out to sight see, and I completely fell in love with this city. Here are our adventures in photos.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Thursday- After arriving we headed to Sacre Couer, had lunch at a delicious French cafe, walked along the Seine River, climbed the towers at Notre Dame, and headed to bed early because we were exhausted.</span></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit7SHmH593GmbG1T0Mabe-sg3vemPvb2kMdNv8EG8wCeYuh2u1-vBu684-OLDxKQcuM8TtO3vi9OpvuSgI4VI8zMPyXXsMt4sbPvvLXl3v-O2u2YrrFTg7GsR75ol0xWFDcQXDyYIftrw/s1600-h/CIMG1248+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 326px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit7SHmH593GmbG1T0Mabe-sg3vemPvb2kMdNv8EG8wCeYuh2u1-vBu684-OLDxKQcuM8TtO3vi9OpvuSgI4VI8zMPyXXsMt4sbPvvLXl3v-O2u2YrrFTg7GsR75ol0xWFDcQXDyYIftrw/s400/CIMG1248+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344594905751627282" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Climbing Montmarte and seeing Sacre Couer</span>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw_nb8jBz0cI7o14229pR7bI7cjUED-H18nAC9OE6dFGWHQpp-PJ_gmzADxpi-dj0HTro8_q827c4ZSXte2yuaa7EvAagHu3QpNmbtQFLz8XSgRTwdLcRwISV0PVny0wqJLsXfnW0d0z8/s1600-h/CIMG1257+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw_nb8jBz0cI7o14229pR7bI7cjUED-H18nAC9OE6dFGWHQpp-PJ_gmzADxpi-dj0HTro8_q827c4ZSXte2yuaa7EvAagHu3QpNmbtQFLz8XSgRTwdLcRwISV0PVny0wqJLsXfnW0d0z8/s400/CIMG1257+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344594900271510818" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The door to Sacre Couer</span>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEQe-EH6d47K0rhs2HD90CDFyciOHdIi6laG88VbvEDERPD3EvOvFY9e1t4AJE-EVY5jE7B-fKrLaFKlWhyA5gaJrDQtMu0OzpVKq0wJIE4-E_7gSQaZHXln4q7s3IUQNEjYmIw9cWDm8/s1600-h/CIMG1275.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 279px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEQe-EH6d47K0rhs2HD90CDFyciOHdIi6laG88VbvEDERPD3EvOvFY9e1t4AJE-EVY5jE7B-fKrLaFKlWhyA5gaJrDQtMu0OzpVKq0wJIE4-E_7gSQaZHXln4q7s3IUQNEjYmIw9cWDm8/s400/CIMG1275.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344594896042140546" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Invaders, they are all over the city.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDNusx8d4zwU0nOfZXNqhC9Lbc7BUAW5wg3oWJ9M6m7ACvwTBIQQecnniEkROOs7GRGiTXVrvFjgr0Pln7SDLDafW_MHqbKiFgsYv5wom8BurrIHU7WsSlT3EOO8lKA66pkCzeR9IIS5k/s1600-h/CIMG1283+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDNusx8d4zwU0nOfZXNqhC9Lbc7BUAW5wg3oWJ9M6m7ACvwTBIQQecnniEkROOs7GRGiTXVrvFjgr0Pln7SDLDafW_MHqbKiFgsYv5wom8BurrIHU7WsSlT3EOO8lKA66pkCzeR9IIS5k/s400/CIMG1283+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344594891008824018" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Notre dame, we didn't see the Hunchback!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiZoFPIs_cis4WqSMqtmYHZ8qSHwhtipHHNrtx3ZG99o_uYoDmbxA6LpNX1icxt1Y0TUaYFZwYaTZDLbmpuhhnA5E9yYDPqEn7aiwuLdO6UcO6Kg0LqWO_8sLZ-q_uJ6JAWUmBGKsPtFU/s1600-h/CIMG1286.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiZoFPIs_cis4WqSMqtmYHZ8qSHwhtipHHNrtx3ZG99o_uYoDmbxA6LpNX1icxt1Y0TUaYFZwYaTZDLbmpuhhnA5E9yYDPqEn7aiwuLdO6UcO6Kg0LqWO_8sLZ-q_uJ6JAWUmBGKsPtFU/s400/CIMG1286.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344593802826835890" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">You step on this to wish to return to Paris</span>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9ox8exJ2qezH8wnnwrJXHjMQIOLLkiYUaL1cg36SzWMYvEsOMc2Uh3U1S0e_W8IfQiTyA7QHW3o5yznNepxMlxbEEIIgvL3KqcPmx2qjWa4S0HneB4fKHu00RS4Lmu79tjlIg8eRUlR4/s1600-h/CIMG1299.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9ox8exJ2qezH8wnnwrJXHjMQIOLLkiYUaL1cg36SzWMYvEsOMc2Uh3U1S0e_W8IfQiTyA7QHW3o5yznNepxMlxbEEIIgvL3KqcPmx2qjWa4S0HneB4fKHu00RS4Lmu79tjlIg8eRUlR4/s400/CIMG1299.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344593798773701666" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Candles inside the Cathedral.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvhHUvO94gAqOKiX1Kd8L0pad0trsqpJp_L8u4tjJKJlJo95R9heXNmGWLrNd6VbzD_Yw_Dyw4kU3FtCOh2pb7wi0mMUQQSPI_z-L9Sl2_nKdWe_L2LHbv-Q6P8nuaX00odBm2ZT0NUMg/s1600-h/CIMG1348.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvhHUvO94gAqOKiX1Kd8L0pad0trsqpJp_L8u4tjJKJlJo95R9heXNmGWLrNd6VbzD_Yw_Dyw4kU3FtCOh2pb7wi0mMUQQSPI_z-L9Sl2_nKdWe_L2LHbv-Q6P8nuaX00odBm2ZT0NUMg/s400/CIMG1348.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344593792940093154" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">From the tower</span>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2EN4YL_rg7XTwgRKOZdWoOM66jDzG8WHSEeUMk64Wp8WXfR7MAY4Qw3Qf63aAY3TlTH8XvySC9-x0IBNgs-RSTyZjhFtG7qG60rLrXKdeAPkwjynkF8duXaJRerp4otdhUtZYgqOkO7w/s1600-h/CIMG1365.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2EN4YL_rg7XTwgRKOZdWoOM66jDzG8WHSEeUMk64Wp8WXfR7MAY4Qw3Qf63aAY3TlTH8XvySC9-x0IBNgs-RSTyZjhFtG7qG60rLrXKdeAPkwjynkF8duXaJRerp4otdhUtZYgqOkO7w/s400/CIMG1365.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344593785241182162" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><div style="text-align: center;">Pompidou Center.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf3xsCbVI2SCBWaqNkMb13FkNlIMi2RB29aJuCCnP6j9Czdhct1GGYwoB0g5tLumbMT57nvwek2CnO4oUvLE-KhnQDwpYFWe1L8huaHvN4mi7Yt83mzaa9yt8nmfIqClvwDAWTzkmGSro/s1600-h/CIMG1368.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf3xsCbVI2SCBWaqNkMb13FkNlIMi2RB29aJuCCnP6j9Czdhct1GGYwoB0g5tLumbMT57nvwek2CnO4oUvLE-KhnQDwpYFWe1L8huaHvN4mi7Yt83mzaa9yt8nmfIqClvwDAWTzkmGSro/s400/CIMG1368.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344593780732939906" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The Art Nouveau metro stations that I am obsessed with</span>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Friday- We spent the entire day at Versailles, and the weather was absolutely gorgeous so we took a nap by Marie Antoinette's private estate. It was definitely one of my favorite things we did in Paris.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLKkcWFuXnxwrXJ8I9QLJ-biWRj9S0Fi6fI89s3JFu70HrdGOwTWZ8BJOHM2-EeR9WU8UvahVxEh83vrCM1mCaBKfsYSqhyGETBCi11O-1o-cl3UjoanI09h9Qnk2BYiYJ7bAjofbSZ5o/s1600-h/CIMG1386.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLKkcWFuXnxwrXJ8I9QLJ-biWRj9S0Fi6fI89s3JFu70HrdGOwTWZ8BJOHM2-EeR9WU8UvahVxEh83vrCM1mCaBKfsYSqhyGETBCi11O-1o-cl3UjoanI09h9Qnk2BYiYJ7bAjofbSZ5o/s400/CIMG1386.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344593401079268610" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The main gate at Chateau Versailles</span>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinxvxfPPyUJ-VO6dkFrJA2cBakmK3YnA9NobCvjAH-tscqKHlwLIfXI9OF2Oog0uR3FRh4JkrFB5FbS4su4f2ufb2fLJLpaZsOft4Ji_BMANl5pFQ8F8j6dgefO8tDfqb_HsL84hvsBBE/s1600-h/CIMG1389.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYDf2CCSxFflCGuyvkMLG3uJDOEKoFPfft3g1tXB2hI5Q5t7ugsJ1x0H_3vaa-gVGqd5fkl8ngonGRFSLzjGjMSFzaowURw4CFJzdslbyGEmo8TcXF_Wq6Wd6ghPeMNxgunHCoovp1X3w/s400/CIMG1429.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344593386452830594" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Hall of Mirrors, the hall that connected Louis XIV's bed chambers to his offices</span>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL8G3kmRaOgNxAFA-9KeQS-UtSeOtPevM8oVHybSstBfMUn2mm-NT_PWnt5X1gqrBEfB5idkBXY8vmLLKC75FfAEUjP6gEq5Ap4jJv4r6wSQ_izv45UTZb7lusujNEoltLEP4-EYn4u0Y/s1600-h/CIMG1430.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj1s7YhIIxDeQIcuJUvkqzRp3si7eSF_ly1F32gsqE7MvCsZjwlTHhbjHyNgm_UjSvzKi_pmjTSM3OtNteV6UPX4RZP4zHvlnvIcLZ3zTAXd1lgQntJGMbrvhNEz4pnY-0am9xFmp32Kk/s400/CIMG1463.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344592930675567090" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The beautiful and huge garden.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwZtKINfJEAjb4JQDrUqrHCMkH4h8kw1cygFRuozbdDmsx70Uc1bGp3KpzvL7BjBesbwi6m1ouxOYjIQX-0o2Y8O6Q9snBLEE3hbwC3RQo8GiYkwN0kLApPsey7Jay_GZEuxWjAbAKRq4/s1600-h/CIMG1472+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwZtKINfJEAjb4JQDrUqrHCMkH4h8kw1cygFRuozbdDmsx70Uc1bGp3KpzvL7BjBesbwi6m1ouxOYjIQX-0o2Y8O6Q9snBLEE3hbwC3RQo8GiYkwN0kLApPsey7Jay_GZEuxWjAbAKRq4/s400/CIMG1472+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344592927434771138" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Drapery at the Grand Trianon, Marie Antoinette's estate<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:16px;">.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9k_LpgS3uKOkcq_35o_zb87uTkb_ddZ66RK78wrkVXtJGsLuKfAQE9fC_h37ree3Kmwzh1VHqlIbHIrjUGRUCD2iSyEeRelmb9jaaijELVAm7Me7IMzT3lxPUxLM-ofJHBOBYRY7igME/s1600-h/CIMG1479+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9k_LpgS3uKOkcq_35o_zb87uTkb_ddZ66RK78wrkVXtJGsLuKfAQE9fC_h37ree3Kmwzh1VHqlIbHIrjUGRUCD2iSyEeRelmb9jaaijELVAm7Me7IMzT3lxPUxLM-ofJHBOBYRY7igME/s400/CIMG1479+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344592106604939538" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The Pont Trianon, Marie Antoinette's smaller getaway</span>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghfS9iW4-yizmMi_GT-wcTV4bp3Eke9c8wfUAJcJskTsYpEpgnNZOnCRrrj4O2f7Ch_BGfFAHLeYqlZiEcIZ0-7DrhJi4hXP4a8HkYAfJv8s1jDI0HOG0ZlUsSR8jS2pucedr189guqoA/s1600-h/CIMG1481+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghfS9iW4-yizmMi_GT-wcTV4bp3Eke9c8wfUAJcJskTsYpEpgnNZOnCRrrj4O2f7Ch_BGfFAHLeYqlZiEcIZ0-7DrhJi4hXP4a8HkYAfJv8s1jDI0HOG0ZlUsSR8jS2pucedr189guqoA/s400/CIMG1481+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344592105144460546" /></a><br /><div>Saturday- We ate breakfast at the cafe we all fell in love with, found an amazing flea market near Montmarte, went to an art exhibit at the Pompidou, and to the Musee Picasso.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvnn26U2uXJmjLOLTSQ5eDBYNzOBSQMW4KVw6TrSmFaSNLaO9DgHqpugofuSWsPiP00zrug1cOu-pmDXXzpcOnPMTgCCMl55p5JOeha8IC4chlFRl_oE8IcDoWQ5xSN9IfGHQfY338Oco/s1600-h/CIMG1485.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibu3dAc0sWLDl5TJ5M_nZRPZX3MfSsZZX34BYDJzEiNABp8Qo8ro18pEjRl_a5sIic5IZkjGkQUhIdr7Pwu2_bK4Jb3Dil190DoAVMfj88lTQFmvcr2ZtBbkNuAfDDNf-a5KmZAH72M4Q/s400/CIMG1488.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344592092767642386" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Owl trivet I found at a flea market, I wanted it so bad..</span>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrvmPBG76CK-aqxlj89vroIHv4MCN7NM-IPwrV1vWZ-mUxMdwH0kHWUSSTzQov-tQU6VnppjArATzeUGrjtrHV8ryKZsIFFJICc3hbDfyjtoq2UpDgPwIVnFmY045LcXDdqI2RAMPe2Ho/s1600-h/CIMG1493.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrvmPBG76CK-aqxlj89vroIHv4MCN7NM-IPwrV1vWZ-mUxMdwH0kHWUSSTzQov-tQU6VnppjArATzeUGrjtrHV8ryKZsIFFJICc3hbDfyjtoq2UpDgPwIVnFmY045LcXDdqI2RAMPe2Ho/s400/CIMG1493.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344592086685927026" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Going up the escalator at the Pompidou</span>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_cHBPWjHlVkHB2Zg0Q2OwAZGU_5C5mlTA0z5htzOzC7oy7qnUWKZQrmGGBnoEpswCpKqZLMTrNOd7nCKO9OT4OZNmbDdfCrI0xxIXpAk3Hw2E0i8jOVbod9OCbkQyTISDrMaZWJN2Hxk/s1600-h/CIMG1503.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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We also visited the Arc de Triomphe, and couldn't believe that we were actually there sitting on something so historic. And then to cap the evening off we shared a bottle of champagne on the grass of the Eiffel Tower, and saw it sparkle at dusk.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5vvdFK6YhR_TvLAmJaeuKNAB5Mrw2zorn2cOexT8F4PabtUqmrS7Z4yCKOimXAWIx4Qif11MBowHhwfoDL9tL7URnv-YKw8UI03oepMhW46WcJRbJzabftQLn7c-ubzIEKQtC83gGJvE/s1600-h/CIMG1507+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 352px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5vvdFK6YhR_TvLAmJaeuKNAB5Mrw2zorn2cOexT8F4PabtUqmrS7Z4yCKOimXAWIx4Qif11MBowHhwfoDL9tL7URnv-YKw8UI03oepMhW46WcJRbJzabftQLn7c-ubzIEKQtC83gGJvE/s400/CIMG1507+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344591772002182018" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Mona Lisa at the Louvre</span>.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-sj0DcK0QIQ0q0iSYHibBZiz6IOaqIt81bfkwo7ZktehJ6e_FLbj42TOceZB6lfcD2zZVQN0cpk4AYdXWgmdrKnclrmH6VKl0xPm_bKSOywKWRjXNkB9JuoW-LFmzNZesAIzucrlbuPs/s1600-h/CIMG1511.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitZD6kBeOUjFWY6h8O_ib6R8wCtYh_Vy9M5kijp1wbhPFSK0F6ADQgzLCMux555jvob0XupK_W_Uqq15kHFBc2cllI2btkXCY1bIvwG8SJdk88yxchjhGYpv2k7pyyJzYXjri4Y45vgUc/s400/CIMG1558.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344591759350951090" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Napoleon's Apartment in the Louvre</span>.</div></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzsRoq9wMPx1uJDg3vOtphoIGhgptmwk8vJUocFjXn5agJGNSPZ11MeDDnrhroJEPcCQYX-Ms0hJgwgYkfkMJR66G377KFQraBnIoDl93sNOz7yn7a_2riyGNIxlU9-JFfYB88VGqjTNs/s1600-h/CIMG1564.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzsRoq9wMPx1uJDg3vOtphoIGhgptmwk8vJUocFjXn5agJGNSPZ11MeDDnrhroJEPcCQYX-Ms0hJgwgYkfkMJR66G377KFQraBnIoDl93sNOz7yn7a_2riyGNIxlU9-JFfYB88VGqjTNs/s400/CIMG1564.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344591519145793138" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAmCDzU31WV8PBwofCYbyH_3LAJeVJp_gqluBjNb3qFCd4aKqFhCaDFih1yYDBo5afmKmxy735DshMIeka_GNwQQTWUFalmTEVWGzQ6apsvxaaZJyNbmBKaqZ3j1T-pxS3pHrFlAqlk3s/s1600-h/CIMG1602.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 391px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYdAnUI6hoF31jQzPqyA08-MTIzocgrFJhvzomA4ACyBBzU2SApvO7rrJ6TaJPFnHgxWXgvjIaRBYWcnJcvZQ2x4apGx5DkGMseH7FAIxm3nUY86jAFjt6lG2d0Fk_-8lKxh3WSTelAUw/s400/CIMG1662.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344591501810508002" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Champagne on the grass of the Eiffel Tower.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibopj90OiG4uiPrj2JLXK4fA64Tth2ULWoCKbrWurf40BFaox6L8MexJwPG8qisZaJE3y52hCjz9mhE0UDC-Nw1orV52Li0in3XpEngBLqpOnDR5BoLe7L2UiprWfcA-Zlaq5GQlHLRJ4/s1600-h/CIMG1691.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibopj90OiG4uiPrj2JLXK4fA64Tth2ULWoCKbrWurf40BFaox6L8MexJwPG8qisZaJE3y52hCjz9mhE0UDC-Nw1orV52Li0in3XpEngBLqpOnDR5BoLe7L2UiprWfcA-Zlaq5GQlHLRJ4/s400/CIMG1691.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344591497181399442" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The Eiffel tower sparkling</span>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim-JbCR9X4lQkqY6wUQXNWnwg-MbvPeYWaBL5DD2rxXnhFv_v8KkCwjFyzCVlIqXKoG8UxmgitZeMfjQ8OHNGSjdqXbh2O2exKZ7CEDkLq5nOFCKEA1cqRdQdxENg18FTW_idoKgpcSSU/s1600-h/CIMG1718.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim-JbCR9X4lQkqY6wUQXNWnwg-MbvPeYWaBL5DD2rxXnhFv_v8KkCwjFyzCVlIqXKoG8UxmgitZeMfjQ8OHNGSjdqXbh2O2exKZ7CEDkLq5nOFCKEA1cqRdQdxENg18FTW_idoKgpcSSU/s400/CIMG1718.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344590908689305794" /></a><br /></div><div>Monday- This was a very relaxed day, me and Caitie shopped and just enjoyed the beautiful Paris weather. We also had a glass of wine at the cafe that is in the movie Amelie, it was pretty crazy. Then we went to the Andrew Bird concert, and it was completely amazing. I have a newfound love for him and his violin.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKx2A6RKnZ0JQocpz0Qd3vZ80RdEO9HHbUbV82yx63MKsqDP39JRlciqvKzrNwXSBo-SlIci17QAj6ejduyxfnxhNxRFMIS85oa1xqRJl6XHa80rJH8Y5PXMdMBtOcuYCWp2V9MK3LnkU/s1600-h/CIMG1721.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKx2A6RKnZ0JQocpz0Qd3vZ80RdEO9HHbUbV82yx63MKsqDP39JRlciqvKzrNwXSBo-SlIci17QAj6ejduyxfnxhNxRFMIS85oa1xqRJl6XHa80rJH8Y5PXMdMBtOcuYCWp2V9MK3LnkU/s400/CIMG1721.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344590902965712098" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The cafe where Amelie worked</span>.</div></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm-TnqKF5w0fCTGeZ2pMQoNXI9ezNsV1I0NKki8weTlCXo-7-vrASioObNjnOKAUljtprhpP8G5oS8hDbdjbdqAuFJSzbv6HvUMe1sC2fLopA62qUF9OEH-QThO8_g-dBG6MrklqBwxPI/s1600-h/CIMG1730.JPG"></a><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm-TnqKF5w0fCTGeZ2pMQoNXI9ezNsV1I0NKki8weTlCXo-7-vrASioObNjnOKAUljtprhpP8G5oS8hDbdjbdqAuFJSzbv6HvUMe1sC2fLopA62qUF9OEH-QThO8_g-dBG6MrklqBwxPI/s1600-h/CIMG1730.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm-TnqKF5w0fCTGeZ2pMQoNXI9ezNsV1I0NKki8weTlCXo-7-vrASioObNjnOKAUljtprhpP8G5oS8hDbdjbdqAuFJSzbv6HvUMe1sC2fLopA62qUF9OEH-QThO8_g-dBG6MrklqBwxPI/s400/CIMG1730.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344605289443146770" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Andrew Bird concert</span>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Tuesday- Completely exhausted after our traveling, we headed back to Praha, and were so glad to get there.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Up next: My 5 days in Copenhagen!</div></div></div>Staci Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01792994834264298542noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5273389298630432242.post-71954163640758193592009-05-19T08:36:00.001-07:002009-05-20T03:51:33.993-07:00Italia Adventures//Day 5// Roma<div><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">The next morning we woke up and cleaned the apartment for the boys since we hadn’t done any dishes or cleaned anything up from the night before. After we cleaned the apartment up, Ryan and Eric walked us to the funicular, and we got on our train to Roma. We arrived back in Roma at a decent time of around 1p, checked in to the same hostel we had stayed at on Friday night, and headed for the rest of our sightseeing in Roma. First on our agenda was the Pantheon, an architectural mystery to this day. This building has a completely concrete dome made out of a special mixture of concrete that to this day they can still not figure out the recipe to it. With a beautiful oculus in the middle of it that lets in the elements, this building should not still be standing, but it miraculously is, and is still as beautiful as ever. </span></span><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRcnOITlFzSofBGh1djZIM0W0DR5-Hjv5CDPW2FQ8w8wO-Uua1GRJNVGxTsSeoZVXNpiaSJ0HFTIFhMqJLfDSpxeHPcOP9hcHNBh5ltiI-u8yR9IZvwHOG6tzkUPnPX3JTsFY_gj6QklE/s1600-h/CIMG1184.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRcnOITlFzSofBGh1djZIM0W0DR5-Hjv5CDPW2FQ8w8wO-Uua1GRJNVGxTsSeoZVXNpiaSJ0HFTIFhMqJLfDSpxeHPcOP9hcHNBh5ltiI-u8yR9IZvwHOG6tzkUPnPX3JTsFY_gj6QklE/s400/CIMG1184.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337603562975328626" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">The Pantheon</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHTPDR7hy9HQtNYG5oUxNKRCCL5z_SAe_GkIxUZC1oZm-vmeiH84sfBFnhJ5TczygSwjRLazdSRQm_qi7P1HVu9bp-n_dVlkDBPuMFPJ7qMagPMYnzXxQEuyJdhsHTmO3qnDv1yhJPgHI/s1600-h/CIMG1172.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHTPDR7hy9HQtNYG5oUxNKRCCL5z_SAe_GkIxUZC1oZm-vmeiH84sfBFnhJ5TczygSwjRLazdSRQm_qi7P1HVu9bp-n_dVlkDBPuMFPJ7qMagPMYnzXxQEuyJdhsHTmO3qnDv1yhJPgHI/s400/CIMG1172.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337603554946621666" /></a><div><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">After the Pantheon we strolled over to St. Peters Square, aka the Pope’s house. One of the things about studying these building forever in school is you just don’t realize how massive they are until you are there. St. Peters puts the Duomo to shame in size.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp6YNsTcUgfLotBDdw1yNRUxqw0g976lUYEXx-gLNSf8q0mE-5wqmLPuCaGodb0e-qVNpyn0ZaV3JADdmOrBcp1I3oMwil4BfXX_E6hvcqH6pzTRT-z1dYnbIvQXTa_Nu3PDCjYFauyx0/s1600-h/CIMG1199.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp6YNsTcUgfLotBDdw1yNRUxqw0g976lUYEXx-gLNSf8q0mE-5wqmLPuCaGodb0e-qVNpyn0ZaV3JADdmOrBcp1I3oMwil4BfXX_E6hvcqH6pzTRT-z1dYnbIvQXTa_Nu3PDCjYFauyx0/s400/CIMG1199.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337603553144226882" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">St. Peters Square</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">We walked around the interior of St. Peter’s and were so overwhelmed, all of the Divine Light coming in, and the Baldacchino, and the beautiful gilding, and the frescoes, everything hits you all at once, and it is so incredibly beautiful. Sadly enough, the Vatican Museums were closed when we got there, which meant we didn’t get to see the Sistine Chapel. We were pretty bummed about it, but that just means we will have to go back someday! </span></span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYE2PFwq9HvDTmFW6hb7buui6VdyYJeOUkOnIxhp_EoxWsfqkdilcUVzZWQbYLS0ZnDGPMQbBfdYC612nlfT0Wktl40pR5_WiBTZOtG-sHyRahhN36sdikRh5qU9EY4NqkcOWg3wgBqnQ/s1600-h/CIMG1212.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYE2PFwq9HvDTmFW6hb7buui6VdyYJeOUkOnIxhp_EoxWsfqkdilcUVzZWQbYLS0ZnDGPMQbBfdYC612nlfT0Wktl40pR5_WiBTZOtG-sHyRahhN36sdikRh5qU9EY4NqkcOWg3wgBqnQ/s400/CIMG1212.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337603183719892034" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">The Divine Light inside St. Peters</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY3LgAE1oBogA5cIRWPoKlwUdB0uOZLa2wtEVmP050fTbQJ_bl5V0x3L69F4K_b9Hd6lNN-AuSkG9d1l9V0Q12Z-U1ZhrUp33JlQ5vz1V49Mcl3VwKnCGjh6Tcjl7Hs3tzn_AJEHb4pZ4/s1600-h/CIMG1217+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY3LgAE1oBogA5cIRWPoKlwUdB0uOZLa2wtEVmP050fTbQJ_bl5V0x3L69F4K_b9Hd6lNN-AuSkG9d1l9V0Q12Z-U1ZhrUp33JlQ5vz1V49Mcl3VwKnCGjh6Tcjl7Hs3tzn_AJEHb4pZ4/s400/CIMG1217+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337603172561069122" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">The Baldacchino in St. Peter's</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">After that we were just really exhausted and ready to call it a day, but we spent the rest of the day walking around to the Piazza del Popolo and then climbing the hill to the Villa Medici. We got a beautiful view of the sunset at the Villa, and then climbed down the Spanish Steps for dinner. </span></span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXfzHPKTG9Iu0jGyaFqe0sa3BAyoEWYFaYYHPOg16Z0zz1HxGNSzkOdr2aP1vmcxRldy11uLoX0FgcJmu5FvtXGK6dgFrG1pVPyftoRJB-nGwMd-qiRke9bqMzSakx4cCTNCjRp0YcLBA/s1600-h/CIMG1237.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXfzHPKTG9Iu0jGyaFqe0sa3BAyoEWYFaYYHPOg16Z0zz1HxGNSzkOdr2aP1vmcxRldy11uLoX0FgcJmu5FvtXGK6dgFrG1pVPyftoRJB-nGwMd-qiRke9bqMzSakx4cCTNCjRp0YcLBA/s400/CIMG1237.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337603165411888050" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Our view from the Villa Medici</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbE6NbuzIegB_IfGqvYWXHd_NTZNvfMkgxowF82LYccrUhqdbk8KpAGTSVKTYGtOo0DsIS5_YuWJr7g21njc46c5BFXhOBWt4AmkelTiACAnSsbU4A6ic7eFewMrGnlZxormuNsOJaU4k/s1600-h/CIMG1241.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbE6NbuzIegB_IfGqvYWXHd_NTZNvfMkgxowF82LYccrUhqdbk8KpAGTSVKTYGtOo0DsIS5_YuWJr7g21njc46c5BFXhOBWt4AmkelTiACAnSsbU4A6ic7eFewMrGnlZxormuNsOJaU4k/s400/CIMG1241.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337603162910574898" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">The Spanish Steps</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Our dinner was not very good at all, and we were just ready to get back to Praha at that point. We went back to the hostel and crashed early so we could catch our 7:30a flight back home.</span></span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6mzONmEFq1qZYIKirxUfrwJi0wiqx3gH5ptEDuB4OvjPVDwbPlFlJwDfSV_v3rd0DG45_Y92ZlW5F0TpdS5d5UaIzu6Afa6jT4sXP7CduBho_MfFd7xHX95NT6sPgEsBdrZOekcpoc7s/s1600-h/CIMG1244.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6mzONmEFq1qZYIKirxUfrwJi0wiqx3gH5ptEDuB4OvjPVDwbPlFlJwDfSV_v3rd0DG45_Y92ZlW5F0TpdS5d5UaIzu6Afa6jT4sXP7CduBho_MfFd7xHX95NT6sPgEsBdrZOekcpoc7s/s400/CIMG1244.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337603150593226402" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">My gnocchi I had, it wasn't very good, but I liked the plate!</span></div></div>Staci Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01792994834264298542noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5273389298630432242.post-75554361104085089092009-05-19T08:35:00.002-07:002009-05-20T07:21:30.352-07:00Italia Adventures//End of day 3 & Day 4// Castiglion Fiorentino & Orvieto<div><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">We were headed to Castiglion from Firenze to see some of our friends from KState. We arrived in Castiglion at about 5:30p and met two of our friends in a park that was about halfway to their school. They then led us to their study center of Santa Chiara, this adorable little building that houses everything they do, school, food, and sleep. They showed us around a bit, and I must admit it’s a little like Hogwarts. We then headed down to their studio to say hello to everyone, surprising a few people with my visit, it was so great to see my friends! We hung out with everyone in studio for a little bit, but they were on deadline so we decided to go get a couple bottles of wine and sit around and talk with the people that didn’t want to do their schoolwork. It was really nice to be in familiar company again with people that we hadn’t seen since December. Finally dinner was served around 7:30. Our first course was pasta; our second course was a salad, and then finally chicken and French fries. It was amazingly delicious. After dinner we just hung out in the dining room for awhile and then had to say </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="line-height: 115%; color:black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">arrividerci</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> to our friends and head on our way to Orvieto to see even more friends. Our train to Orvieto took about 2 hours and we arrived there around 11:30p. We had to take a scary bus up the hill to where our friends live, and thankfully there were some other Americans on the bus that helped us on our way. We ended up in front of the Duomo in Orvieto and waited on Ryan and Eric to come find us. </span></span><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3uTNU0tDK0uJWGHFGurZaTXMZnhCavV-eY4qg-ifcCOIUG3pNdr8bolcgmglUKbGNhQeoO61sG_gvwZjN5ayGo-GXyGGAMx8aUoH0YoCL-_pKOqhIMky7D6AcxjS4feBDG7_sCMOat-Y/s1600-h/CIMG1074.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3uTNU0tDK0uJWGHFGurZaTXMZnhCavV-eY4qg-ifcCOIUG3pNdr8bolcgmglUKbGNhQeoO61sG_gvwZjN5ayGo-GXyGGAMx8aUoH0YoCL-_pKOqhIMky7D6AcxjS4feBDG7_sCMOat-Y/s400/CIMG1074.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337602532265872898" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">The Duomo</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:16px;"></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:16px;">They eventually did, and they took us back to their apartment which was really close to where we were. We sat up talking with them until really late, and finally decided it was time for bed since we had to wake up early.</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">We all woke up early the next morning and headed to studio with the boys. They had a project due so they had to finish things up for it. We hung out in studio for a bit, and then Eric took us to breakfast at Café Couver where we had croissants and cappuccinos. Eric then took us walking around the hilltop part of the town, where they live, and then we grabbed a lunch of kebabs and perched up on a lookout.</span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><br /></span></div><img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmalCQiy4Jgixx6a17lmEvQ49Z8dVqgdjiUvM7FdGOH4hKDc18rxvwDiUChZnJWwMLL2Va_X6MeZi0Va2QKctXMnZsx2JzCVobHiK3t1LmZYexBLlEiBU2dO_bknYMgPQrEKywL-Yx4Ts/s400/CIMG1083.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337575420891381938" /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Caitie, Sarah, and I decided to go climb the clock/bell tower to overlook the town. It was an absolutely beautiful view. </span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNfP5H24Hrs9H_EWIMDLLmKOUJmd5gnapvShWtvLc_agIzopwW4QbF6Zo-rIemJtCLLtd3ddfUKRgTryezmJMZbylshi1EGO1vQrNe2-rFp7gGcokwH5gzuFcbeJo4POJULi0N6LIyDaU/s1600-h/CIMG1108.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNfP5H24Hrs9H_EWIMDLLmKOUJmd5gnapvShWtvLc_agIzopwW4QbF6Zo-rIemJtCLLtd3ddfUKRgTryezmJMZbylshi1EGO1vQrNe2-rFp7gGcokwH5gzuFcbeJo4POJULi0N6LIyDaU/s400/CIMG1108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337575414750901474" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">We then decided just to wander around the city and get lost, finding all kinds of really adorable buildings and typical Italian streets. Then we took the funicular down the hill to buy train tickets back to Roma for the next morning.</span></span><span style="line-height:115%; font-family:"Century Gothic","sans-serif";mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:";font-size:11.0pt;"> </span><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;font-family:'Century Gothic';font-size:15px;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTDgVrQ_qM7P7_kvsbP5Katqe3i1MxH1xN6Xx9uwJLQP3EZdKVwuhHtccwf-P6kKdSfxBuJbrU991nN9CdM94r09kwFRzpjaD7N8ewmt5nsymL1mxQPT8W0HQIvQwkmhntHai7hVzQY1w/s1600-h/CIMG1122.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTDgVrQ_qM7P7_kvsbP5Katqe3i1MxH1xN6Xx9uwJLQP3EZdKVwuhHtccwf-P6kKdSfxBuJbrU991nN9CdM94r09kwFRzpjaD7N8ewmt5nsymL1mxQPT8W0HQIvQwkmhntHai7hVzQY1w/s400/CIMG1122.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337575410902015826" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Cute little street</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqzRmPH9zLH3zQzmFzQOo54GZ7WnDx3-SYmzZgoMHF-hkbVCsJBoUX2NuS9DOpguqyz2FymgMuGERk_JhyphenhyphenTV6_GKYXtX2b3sOscl_c9x9tE1SVg0jrw9VBmEKB-TN_e7BT_mjMnfpVMWA/s1600-h/CIMG1132.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqzRmPH9zLH3zQzmFzQOo54GZ7WnDx3-SYmzZgoMHF-hkbVCsJBoUX2NuS9DOpguqyz2FymgMuGERk_JhyphenhyphenTV6_GKYXtX2b3sOscl_c9x9tE1SVg0jrw9VBmEKB-TN_e7BT_mjMnfpVMWA/s400/CIMG1132.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337575399772806946" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The old city walls</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR5dqSnnm_99btCHx3cLL2FpyDgrT-OTt35kquMW1L8Rnbn5bUOLq3moVPt8s4sIIzLFEpHjQJxxb227_xFLVU_O6-X_ph3olJLx0ecNCFF7AfCy0WsVFXkTo83zXqsN6x3dIvfDBu5Xg/s1600-h/CIMG1139.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR5dqSnnm_99btCHx3cLL2FpyDgrT-OTt35kquMW1L8Rnbn5bUOLq3moVPt8s4sIIzLFEpHjQJxxb227_xFLVU_O6-X_ph3olJLx0ecNCFF7AfCy0WsVFXkTo83zXqsN6x3dIvfDBu5Xg/s400/CIMG1139.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337575389333525442" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">It was incredibly beautiful</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHy26hdYM9iuddko5T-3mGcBAn0d0ihgqbTA0-istwttU5kpnIdpewqQ7Ko3DCkeb-y_fJBdfIyN13pEdj7X_UiV0i4QAuH1fa8UHY-zVN-SDgOsknQra69w5r0B3u9ZdUIKFsw8FmyxA/s1600-h/CIMG1141.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHy26hdYM9iuddko5T-3mGcBAn0d0ihgqbTA0-istwttU5kpnIdpewqQ7Ko3DCkeb-y_fJBdfIyN13pEdj7X_UiV0i4QAuH1fa8UHY-zVN-SDgOsknQra69w5r0B3u9ZdUIKFsw8FmyxA/s400/CIMG1141.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337574896963895298" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The funicular</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Once we got home we decided to start preparing our feast. We made spaghetti and meatballs, roasted potatoes with rosemary, pesto, and truffle oil, and bruschetta. It was insanely delicious and we were all stuffed. We also managed to drink about 6 bottles of wine and 2 bottles of Limoncello between the 5 of us. After our late Italian dinner we decided to go out to Vin Café and meet up with the rest of our friends. </span></span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6Dr-laLsU6UFMbIjqsJsBhxc0lRLBfD0RBSwCeDIZhJGRaSocQTfKTt5_h5hI-KbKAq4vLJee-GN7pUqbAxUZMjxdY2deVEo7CyIhOXb-YwSPbzZGAfeCPALQB6HbB1jv_9K9-BB1YqU/s1600-h/CIMG1142.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6Dr-laLsU6UFMbIjqsJsBhxc0lRLBfD0RBSwCeDIZhJGRaSocQTfKTt5_h5hI-KbKAq4vLJee-GN7pUqbAxUZMjxdY2deVEo7CyIhOXb-YwSPbzZGAfeCPALQB6HbB1jv_9K9-BB1YqU/s400/CIMG1142.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337574888363332274" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Limoncello with my favorites</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRU7-KFc0kt61H6j8zAzOdySNuOdm6xYGfA0wrYM6Pvauayp6lmOsZ3NdXFekOqV_5eHodCSg9qeWyvOetQn0VXNWEHHCOoEriIzsPFhJKnVLL6yRkFpZrnCck4aCd1lFsykhE6QNPlYw/s1600-h/CIMG1149.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRU7-KFc0kt61H6j8zAzOdySNuOdm6xYGfA0wrYM6Pvauayp6lmOsZ3NdXFekOqV_5eHodCSg9qeWyvOetQn0VXNWEHHCOoEriIzsPFhJKnVLL6yRkFpZrnCck4aCd1lFsykhE6QNPlYw/s400/CIMG1149.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337574883950302674" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Our feast</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihpibvcs-d5YXKY7VHSCXshpQVnaGrQ7GgJKRGiTDC1jsL-Rg3t7MJ1kGTvK4ek5Imhv95jJSJp_XcQqXxQWEdX8MMmLVMJpzGYGCybwlt6WxOhuu32Mt0cxjLv1jd3R8dbQhPxDw-T-I/s1600-h/CIMG1153.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihpibvcs-d5YXKY7VHSCXshpQVnaGrQ7GgJKRGiTDC1jsL-Rg3t7MJ1kGTvK4ek5Imhv95jJSJp_XcQqXxQWEdX8MMmLVMJpzGYGCybwlt6WxOhuu32Mt0cxjLv1jd3R8dbQhPxDw-T-I/s400/CIMG1153.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337574877681777122" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Roommate love</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">The next morning we had to wake up and say goodbye to Orvieto and continue on our journey back to Roma for one last day in Italia.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj1HSmjVlLOui5NbLh4DyzWZB0JTxt9ziwWHyESM8NcwNhvs-WlRMFTGjCPRIXV72xMhkokvT_LiNShQ_g23c7tIN4EMcZpwVLsw2N3ha40sbz9P1BLzNgR578lOgHqICVR7-c22NkdbQ/s1600-h/CIMG1157.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj1HSmjVlLOui5NbLh4DyzWZB0JTxt9ziwWHyESM8NcwNhvs-WlRMFTGjCPRIXV72xMhkokvT_LiNShQ_g23c7tIN4EMcZpwVLsw2N3ha40sbz9P1BLzNgR578lOgHqICVR7-c22NkdbQ/s400/CIMG1157.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337574867714090594" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2070644&id=66801211&l=f2b0623270">More photos from Orvieto</a></div>Staci Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01792994834264298542noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5273389298630432242.post-54078722083597818622009-05-19T08:35:00.001-07:002009-05-20T02:45:41.001-07:00Italia Adventures//Days 2 & 3// Firenze<div><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">We took the 9a train from Roma to Firenze. It took us almost 4 hours to get there, but we got to go through the beautiful Italian countryside so it didn’t bother us so much. We arrived in Firenze at almost 1p. We checked into our hostel and grabbed some lunch because we were starving. After that we decided to head towards the Duomo (or Santa Maria del Fiore). </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;font-family:'Century Gothic';font-size:15px;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiZzzzaZBbC5lCWRO-NHb1KS1luQ8L4zmnZ99LenGKmNmOh1pcCHtm2dGY5K6S1MCrph84V4HQtpDCYVDs9_aF3J2w3EBDQYwrCIrvDkgskRQN-LMs816-ntwaaVRJQd0jl09jklgiTV0/s1600-h/CIMG0989.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiZzzzaZBbC5lCWRO-NHb1KS1luQ8L4zmnZ99LenGKmNmOh1pcCHtm2dGY5K6S1MCrph84V4HQtpDCYVDs9_aF3J2w3EBDQYwrCIrvDkgskRQN-LMs816-ntwaaVRJQd0jl09jklgiTV0/s400/CIMG0989.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337574431587884498" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Our first sight of the Duomo</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Once we got to the Duomo it started to rain, and we had to wait in line outside, but thankfully not for very long. Once we got inside we paid for our tickets and started the long climb up the 414 stairs. The stairs start to wind you up and up, and then you land at the interior of the dome to be able to relish in the beautiful frescoes from almost eye level, and then you are led around the dome, and then up and up again, this time getting a closer up look at the frescoes before making the final climb between the interior and exterior shells of the dome and to the outside to overlook Firenze.</span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;font-family:'Century Gothic';font-size:15px;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcSBFgMJt4YueuETWa93PVCEVH2qZpBHH6578Nf4JkRo2_GBggxhJileKma-vr6LkKcgx_0O_Sa6cNDU_Lz19zrT-vQsqEBuLMkIemqEM4kti7bGtM5b2GKg63fIzkHL3grNpvgOLk7UU/s1600-h/CIMG1005.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcSBFgMJt4YueuETWa93PVCEVH2qZpBHH6578Nf4JkRo2_GBggxhJileKma-vr6LkKcgx_0O_Sa6cNDU_Lz19zrT-vQsqEBuLMkIemqEM4kti7bGtM5b2GKg63fIzkHL3grNpvgOLk7UU/s400/CIMG1005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337574428978886738" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The beautiful interior of the dome.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Once we were at the top, we were struck with this breathtaking view of Firenze, and the rain had miraculously stopped, and the clouds had started to clear. I like to think it was just so we could get a beautiful view of the city. </span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;font-family:'Century Gothic';font-size:15px;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiampoZpbMvDoeWSAzGx1cyxeauMVWPdX0y387Dru0vyQ_HZSVCI8bIs-cVw0GHav6nEQOQ-oNlhg7gmHmgGx_VVIauqNP4Ozh_Cf0L3csohnSolL2QfE4QQF5KhdLQg1ePohaZC643l64/s1600-h/CIMG1024.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiampoZpbMvDoeWSAzGx1cyxeauMVWPdX0y387Dru0vyQ_HZSVCI8bIs-cVw0GHav6nEQOQ-oNlhg7gmHmgGx_VVIauqNP4Ozh_Cf0L3csohnSolL2QfE4QQF5KhdLQg1ePohaZC643l64/s400/CIMG1024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337574419021422098" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">View from the top.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrAGm1NMAvTpq95kgdTjMrnNMBMaoVwBfbv3_UARjwe8IhqLeXh6OUxQquMw6KpgkJ8-GWBjfEX_xqwzRuUOM_zOGTa8sFCvdNdhmipWPvhNP4CSImIusyXfcVYaNgOvNu5ZmGtp7WIyM/s1600-h/CIMG1025.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrAGm1NMAvTpq95kgdTjMrnNMBMaoVwBfbv3_UARjwe8IhqLeXh6OUxQquMw6KpgkJ8-GWBjfEX_xqwzRuUOM_zOGTa8sFCvdNdhmipWPvhNP4CSImIusyXfcVYaNgOvNu5ZmGtp7WIyM/s400/CIMG1025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337574232812507538" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Looking down the dome, I'm surprised I didn't fall!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6bKMaK-zrby6378NKuepEXlaRBXACjvsS90clDNkQqXS-fJBvEpfUYyetG0PDuvdUumQi2ZPKx48rngcgKi6eSOsZZce1v4vFUndaXvGjSCCC5AyPUok9_amGBmijXmdIsADpwCkSVEY/s1600-h/CIMG1028.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6bKMaK-zrby6378NKuepEXlaRBXACjvsS90clDNkQqXS-fJBvEpfUYyetG0PDuvdUumQi2ZPKx48rngcgKi6eSOsZZce1v4vFUndaXvGjSCCC5AyPUok9_amGBmijXmdIsADpwCkSVEY/s400/CIMG1028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337574228978320194" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ecstatic to be there!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDmWsYS_Cg6b_HiGuia8U67_5k76-MJpCKX9rqf2NFSa39gnsdvcI2bz0pC8MKVxLDXyIDeS8GzxwHx9HkmTaaR_jA50kGdid2EUt_PpZZJnf6dJ54QfWZ_oLRAeCWV0NDijtpeEd78eU/s1600-h/CIMG1032.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDmWsYS_Cg6b_HiGuia8U67_5k76-MJpCKX9rqf2NFSa39gnsdvcI2bz0pC8MKVxLDXyIDeS8GzxwHx9HkmTaaR_jA50kGdid2EUt_PpZZJnf6dJ54QfWZ_oLRAeCWV0NDijtpeEd78eU/s400/CIMG1032.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337574226689725522" /></a><div><br /><div><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">After spending a really long time looking out from the top of the dome we started wandering around the city and ended up at the Palazzo Vecchio. At the Palazzo there is a copy of Michelangelo’s most famous sculpture the David, which is where the original used to reside. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;font-family:'Century Gothic';font-size:15px;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0DrJ2S4pvsONDGzFtG6ZesTx-5YOwfLxeyKqwxVdqiKaaZ9wz_Yu-65umsdz3IzNLMv01Vtkse_8EqOJv5xEkTUulybZY1EqMOfdyGdpCNybCEJCvCYbvS1JL4mKhtGAJ24aDP_Y2Wzo/s1600-h/CIMG1047+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0DrJ2S4pvsONDGzFtG6ZesTx-5YOwfLxeyKqwxVdqiKaaZ9wz_Yu-65umsdz3IzNLMv01Vtkse_8EqOJv5xEkTUulybZY1EqMOfdyGdpCNybCEJCvCYbvS1JL4mKhtGAJ24aDP_Y2Wzo/s400/CIMG1047+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337574212299647922" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">We just kept wondering around the city and ended up walking across the Ponte Vecchio, the most famous bridge in Florence. It is lined with vendors and little shops that were added on to the bridge. You can get a beautiful view of the river from this bridge. </span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;font-family:'Century Gothic';font-size:15px;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOLh3_B4CVKLUf_9f4QYogf3GzQjuBtICOIOULeLlcQSLU7gDtgsj1Cpobv-4x0lyNMJarr1KLrII64T5IEj5VUcitQNraeYCqw5j6OlY2EoA-AutiJDg905_b1e67MKOnbXaMZ9lJiDQ/s1600-h/CIMG1051.JPG"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOLh3_B4CVKLUf_9f4QYogf3GzQjuBtICOIOULeLlcQSLU7gDtgsj1Cpobv-4x0lyNMJarr1KLrII64T5IEj5VUcitQNraeYCqw5j6OlY2EoA-AutiJDg905_b1e67MKOnbXaMZ9lJiDQ/s400/CIMG1051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337574209594587442" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ponte Vecchio</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixvpduhAG3FKLWCrK2P6XIxU5g4znk9Wbf3dqR2EUUtAk_kMGhYQlwD4dX2mor-ne1syGRPDkwni0ktitswStE45GO61Uo6Ss3hglhlaDfLXO3nSGZWtwwHjBKj6-u4tMYo6ia4kochNQ/s1600-h/CIMG1056+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixvpduhAG3FKLWCrK2P6XIxU5g4znk9Wbf3dqR2EUUtAk_kMGhYQlwD4dX2mor-ne1syGRPDkwni0ktitswStE45GO61Uo6Ss3hglhlaDfLXO3nSGZWtwwHjBKj6-u4tMYo6ia4kochNQ/s400/CIMG1056+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337573919406276882" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizT3BlqnL5yhRewizhOZsHhRHMrBrX-gfXFkI_xNOZxHPFVPNnzShx3yssHaHZqHHITtHBV_nw-FxhG3t73gpQiRH0jmdSWJMyC8cRSyWtLVcD6XE16hNCjGHrIvJZuDa6KBAtg1WjNcM/s1600-h/CIMG1060.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizT3BlqnL5yhRewizhOZsHhRHMrBrX-gfXFkI_xNOZxHPFVPNnzShx3yssHaHZqHHITtHBV_nw-FxhG3t73gpQiRH0jmdSWJMyC8cRSyWtLVcD6XE16hNCjGHrIvJZuDa6KBAtg1WjNcM/s400/CIMG1060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337573908931213810" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Locks we found on the Ponte Vecchio-It's said if you and your lover put a lock on the bridge and throw the key in the river, than you will never leave each other.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">We continued walking around the city and ended up at Santa Croce, another famous church in Firenze, that was designed by the same architect as Santa Maria del Fiore, the facades are very similar.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiberzsAtrbrIh2o6URhnIElCTA_qj9puD18KaWtb2rEKl-Ughe4BAocvoWDxatUOZ34fNja20ejV3IUVgri7pZGK8AW4Ejtj5XDvTPQWbHVvISwoRpjdEb0sCIkAD_pVVRw6IEpGkLJg/s1600-h/CIMG1066.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiberzsAtrbrIh2o6URhnIElCTA_qj9puD18KaWtb2rEKl-Ughe4BAocvoWDxatUOZ34fNja20ejV3IUVgri7pZGK8AW4Ejtj5XDvTPQWbHVvISwoRpjdEb0sCIkAD_pVVRw6IEpGkLJg/s400/CIMG1066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337573903648395458" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Santa Croce</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3f0vSVVl63ZXHIZRklCD0mB0L30vdSa3Le75BbT7iT9GjPtcxfLh6DPJLg9X7jmHTdGM08uSgFy8R8ztGUthif27ONFKKq18M_MawO901_qu7iUdREa0UiDKg7GsBqDn4CK-SVhGHF-s/s1600-h/CIMG1067+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3f0vSVVl63ZXHIZRklCD0mB0L30vdSa3Le75BbT7iT9GjPtcxfLh6DPJLg9X7jmHTdGM08uSgFy8R8ztGUthif27ONFKKq18M_MawO901_qu7iUdREa0UiDKg7GsBqDn4CK-SVhGHF-s/s400/CIMG1067+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337573896276545906" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Front door to Santa Croce</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">That night for dinner we wanted to find a nice place to eat at, but also a small non touristy, really authentic Italian restaurant. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">We ended up finding both at this cute place, when translated called the Talking Cricket. It was named the Talking Cricket because it was right around the corner from where Pinocchio was written. We found it quite ironic because Sarah always finds something to do with Pinocchio any city she is travelling in.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7gTnacIFjr3ZtJ5D_4M9HjamX6tJzbAK-7FpTTweC1aDHzx-BvL6shM5tLqA7IJWkR8L4M2V-1u7nGVRlx8ce7_3-79QNZiNSt_TU7nv4vSEacoVTEVljgM7gDvH4OWcyz7jM2bS_SVU/s1600-h/CIMG1070.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7gTnacIFjr3ZtJ5D_4M9HjamX6tJzbAK-7FpTTweC1aDHzx-BvL6shM5tLqA7IJWkR8L4M2V-1u7nGVRlx8ce7_3-79QNZiNSt_TU7nv4vSEacoVTEVljgM7gDvH4OWcyz7jM2bS_SVU/s400/CIMG1070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337573890688488834" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Best pasta I have ever had. We also had the best tiramisu EVER.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Our second and last day in Firenze we woke up pretty early and headed to the Academia, where the original David by Michelangelo now resides. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">We had to wait in line for a little bit outside, but the day was nice, and we got into the museum for free because it was culture week! We mainly wanted to see the David, but they had a lot of religious art and a lot of other sculptures that were nice to peruse for awhile. I couldn’t take pictures of the real David, but it is even bigger than I ever could have imagined. It is definitely a beautiful piece of work. That was the last thing that we wanted to see in Florence, so we just spent the rest of the day walking around the beautiful city of Florence until our train to Castiglion Fiorentino left.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2070641&id=66801211&l=bef11e8193">More photos from Firenze</a></div></div></div>Staci Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01792994834264298542noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5273389298630432242.post-16451406239436702792009-05-19T05:12:00.002-07:002009-05-20T01:54:31.212-07:00Italia Adventures//Day 1// Roma<div><span style=" line-height: 115%; font-size:11pt;">Sarah, Caitie, and I set out on our Italian adventure at around 9a from Praha. It turned out that most of us Americans were headed to Roma the same day so we all had the same flight with Wizz Air. After we arrived to the Fiumicino airport we had to take a train to the city. The train we took takes you to the Roma Termini, which is the main train station, and also just happened to be a few blocks from our hostel. We walked to the hostel after getting a little lost and checked in. We then found food because we were starving. We found a cute little place and promptly ordered a bottle of wine and bruschetta. And then we had calzones for lunch. It was delicious. After lunch we took the metro to the Colosseum. We were walking out of the metro stop and could see the Colosseum, we were all in complete shock and couldn’t even seem to make it out of the metro station, but we finally did, and started taking photos galore. It was so amazing to finally see it in person.</span><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;font-family:'Century Gothic';font-size:15px;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilUnQRF5BjZNywOCjqEQd28e0fWoH-y3W35LUPHYGV9C5XZs_Ddn7uqqZ5qGL7nHhxZQH9w52OM-LcQ-hs1qHAylTpZ9WZzK3Q5jteS_eLaey_mwSlZsDO8T_0pBvBjrkXwkWGQLolDzE/s1600-h/CIMG0943.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilUnQRF5BjZNywOCjqEQd28e0fWoH-y3W35LUPHYGV9C5XZs_Ddn7uqqZ5qGL7nHhxZQH9w52OM-LcQ-hs1qHAylTpZ9WZzK3Q5jteS_eLaey_mwSlZsDO8T_0pBvBjrkXwkWGQLolDzE/s400/CIMG0943.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337573269817756978" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The Colosseum</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxsz-ETWFzZy9otxLRwU3ogqtTCpDq7ACcCuSWaCBi0S_47uZdMgq_uYF3xQqAdWUx9LNdmP6MEDGorVuHBXjivoRt9ZR_3q-jHvE3Z9NfP5IgxNzNfruVWx8j54cN8AUDN1sQDLsjBC0/s1600-h/CIMG0944.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxsz-ETWFzZy9otxLRwU3ogqtTCpDq7ACcCuSWaCBi0S_47uZdMgq_uYF3xQqAdWUx9LNdmP6MEDGorVuHBXjivoRt9ZR_3q-jHvE3Z9NfP5IgxNzNfruVWx8j54cN8AUDN1sQDLsjBC0/s400/CIMG0944.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337573262775233554" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC6i-rVlO3RvGh7aT9QCfXv0StWZLbNxum-5Pwfh7lToXp8N6-weXkmlxIGuX4QcGdrKuQiSWS_sl3_RFBS0nq1prTkr6QWMjYpDGkMKQLOhhrSwQHFWTm3-uLm-sz0aCeGb9vH5vky3E/s1600-h/CIMG0950.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC6i-rVlO3RvGh7aT9QCfXv0StWZLbNxum-5Pwfh7lToXp8N6-weXkmlxIGuX4QcGdrKuQiSWS_sl3_RFBS0nq1prTkr6QWMjYpDGkMKQLOhhrSwQHFWTm3-uLm-sz0aCeGb9vH5vky3E/s400/CIMG0950.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337573257832508546" /></a><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcaPCXPrrsShslU0PNcDPkhYoRSwR6BElb7FhqXV1W8Gwra8_8CM-Tg7rAEAkss4ysTkhJkIqFEHBnyZSa6lX9MWEYVJBWa3TFpsNqwMDVxVZiRjb0HUXPM9BN6k-tZw5HpgxrIwRnKE8/s1600-h/CIMG0957+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcaPCXPrrsShslU0PNcDPkhYoRSwR6BElb7FhqXV1W8Gwra8_8CM-Tg7rAEAkss4ysTkhJkIqFEHBnyZSa6lX9MWEYVJBWa3TFpsNqwMDVxVZiRjb0HUXPM9BN6k-tZw5HpgxrIwRnKE8/s400/CIMG0957+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337573251240031650" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The Arch of Constantine</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijfVuFuL24hvpJJQIpLWvkUPaC13oS9PN-yPsapPeWf5CCd8IMnk4z5n37qpM1edKGciu-t4kFCXJcVo_lxJXhbJDB9xqdUlcmAcgcSDo81gVNzkgEM68-QOs5MTp_E65kmdyKJyYDWc8/s1600-h/CIMG0958.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijfVuFuL24hvpJJQIpLWvkUPaC13oS9PN-yPsapPeWf5CCd8IMnk4z5n37qpM1edKGciu-t4kFCXJcVo_lxJXhbJDB9xqdUlcmAcgcSDo81gVNzkgEM68-QOs5MTp_E65kmdyKJyYDWc8/s400/CIMG0958.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337573053457616642" /></a><span style=" line-height: 115%; font-size:11pt;">Later that night we decided to go see the Trevi Fountain, and couldn’t resist the gelato we found on the way there, so we got some gelato to go and headed towards fountain. We got to the Trevi and it is so big, I didn’t realize how big! There were so many people everywhere, but we finally made our way to the front and got our picture taken. It didn’t take long for us to get really sick of all of the people at the fountain so we headed to the Spanish Steps. There were also a lot of people there, and a lot of people trying to sell things, mainly roses and these annoying things that lit up and flew in the air. After having enough of that, we headed to find a nice place to get dinner. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;font-family:'Century Gothic';font-size:15px;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgRObXQJvTtwPV8OH8L2h4SgXaj0o94Y5M7UOLKGXjfuB8LZ2-aWtTC0TVlRuoTEWC55kEVL1dBmhqC-iiLjCDIbSKZXQxg4NF60XQTxJzD25J63jV1n5ATWm9JhXrFmjr_4x2D4AnIWE/s1600-h/CIMG0968.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgRObXQJvTtwPV8OH8L2h4SgXaj0o94Y5M7UOLKGXjfuB8LZ2-aWtTC0TVlRuoTEWC55kEVL1dBmhqC-iiLjCDIbSKZXQxg4NF60XQTxJzD25J63jV1n5ATWm9JhXrFmjr_4x2D4AnIWE/s400/CIMG0968.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337573045373293778" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEAakMtPcUSxUsKWvTDfhfxvMkg_R3jF7gvIInwxz9_IQOngN0UZP5OS_XCUiTyoVO6mO-pPbajES0pQy0dxmvLnyCRIPU4c73trxdCNreDWarUQDYG_GvJpIxmZebnSSi09jnc_B941o/s1600-h/CIMG0973.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEAakMtPcUSxUsKWvTDfhfxvMkg_R3jF7gvIInwxz9_IQOngN0UZP5OS_XCUiTyoVO6mO-pPbajES0pQy0dxmvLnyCRIPU4c73trxdCNreDWarUQDYG_GvJpIxmZebnSSi09jnc_B941o/s400/CIMG0973.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337573035537751634" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsxQb4iDxkuxK5U0i_wdMo07brlTHwaNkk25o1zT5rljapeSIOWEwXHbcP5SSgGxRv96wLno9rndrwNiYJdV-pwLNIrrjcWpb7HIPFZxAEDLqNgG9M9atARxom4kCLfbpiCo03H2cLBro/s1600-h/Trevi.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsxQb4iDxkuxK5U0i_wdMo07brlTHwaNkk25o1zT5rljapeSIOWEwXHbcP5SSgGxRv96wLno9rndrwNiYJdV-pwLNIrrjcWpb7HIPFZxAEDLqNgG9M9atARxom4kCLfbpiCo03H2cLBro/s400/Trevi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337573030835964946" /></a><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The traveling trio</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">We ended up at a nice little restaurant pretty close to the Spanish Steps that had amazing food. We were there for quite awhile eating and enjoying our wine. After dinner we decided to head back to the hostel and got a bottle of wine at the bar, we drank it and then headed to bed so we could wake up early to head to Firenze.<o:p></o:p></span></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx6ZIxgvi-0Lbhox0XRQktHwmOqA2mp9ufuluBuCXAlzN-no5LlxnSmlvr4X1uaa6X6hzuXQMcacPL1Lvv0IfnOtbDlYiNd87nKTkjXfTGG1NNAzz-dqbRlybK2ddJTjiLWD4pI6FmBOc/s1600-h/CIMG0983+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx6ZIxgvi-0Lbhox0XRQktHwmOqA2mp9ufuluBuCXAlzN-no5LlxnSmlvr4X1uaa6X6hzuXQMcacPL1Lvv0IfnOtbDlYiNd87nKTkjXfTGG1NNAzz-dqbRlybK2ddJTjiLWD4pI6FmBOc/s400/CIMG0983+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337573027784830258" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">My delicious ravioli I had at dinner.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2070635&id=66801211&l=42ba4ea267">More photos from Roma</a></div></div>Staci Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01792994834264298542noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5273389298630432242.post-3880467185078879272009-05-19T05:12:00.001-07:002009-05-19T08:33:34.283-07:00Team America<div><p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">At my school, CTU, the International Student Club is a really big deal for all of us students, international or not. Every Wednesday night ISC throws a party at a bar called PM Bar or at my dorm in the club. At the parties there are designated nights for each country that is represented within our club. The American presentation was scheduled with Spain and South Korea at PM Bar, which is a pretty big bar a few metro stops away from our dorm. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">In preparation for our presentation we had to contact all of the American students, most of them are our friends, so that wasn’t hard, but there are about 25 of us in all. We started brainstorming and deciding what kind of food we were going to make, what information we were going to share about our country, and of course what drinking games we were going to teach our other international friends. We decided that peanut butter and jelly sandwiches were the easiest and cheapest food to make, and also something uniquely American. We also decided to make Jello shots because we knew that everyone would love them. We decided in the drinking game category we would teach flippy cup because it’s a fast game and is easy to pick up. We also decided to make a beer bong that we lovingly name Tank.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">The week of the presentation we started putting a slide show together and broke the US up by region: East, South, West, & Midwest. We presented a different topic for each and started in the East with the history of our country, then moved to the South and talked about festivals like Mardi Gras, and of course cows. After the South we talked about the Midwest and tornadoes because Europe does not have tornadoes, they all think it is crazy! In the Midwest we also talked about sports, like American football! We finished up in the West with pop culture and decided our finale would be the boys dancing to the YMCA acting like the Village People. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">The Tuesday night before the presentation Caitie, Patricia, and I made over 200 Jello shots in our friends room because their refrigerator was empty. It was a feat to fit so many in such a small space, but we did it!!</span><o:p></o:p></span></p></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd7i1Ql0RkLhQbzF4lI7A1RR7ToGzfdxwfteuyZVQa-CWd8sbp_RWGQ7PLYr2nfvb-Ts4cvRiNWihFFwCg0EDkWHbAxrgYbZUpmFWSiG3rmws8XbvGbjDMuzCyhV5Y5zycYcpCkymGo_k/s1600-h/CIMG0875.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd7i1Ql0RkLhQbzF4lI7A1RR7ToGzfdxwfteuyZVQa-CWd8sbp_RWGQ7PLYr2nfvb-Ts4cvRiNWihFFwCg0EDkWHbAxrgYbZUpmFWSiG3rmws8XbvGbjDMuzCyhV5Y5zycYcpCkymGo_k/s400/CIMG0875.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337514603082995122" /></a><div><p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">The Wednesday of the presentation we made about 5 loaves of bread worth of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. We put them back in the bread bags without slicing them so we could transport them to the bar.</span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <span style=" line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">That night we all met in the lobby of our dorm at around 6:30p to head to PM Bar. Some of the boys were sent on the mission to buy a few cases of beer for our drinking games, and they brought the cart back with them from the grocery store. We took it as a sign we should transport all of the food and Jello shots and beer in that to PM Bar. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;font-family:'Century Gothic';font-size:15px;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgui8Lc5wx-1Lj5dDfD2MS2Uclg36BFNDNdLE9MVjj7gYQo5VWhwbuBt75TEiwaLmOeVdquiiaA2iq_TUOJryuVDUwlIw_AvYbLS-IIbVIqqKPbh7iixldDFvAdLxuN0iYtbxxO5jiJ1EU/s1600-h/CIMG0878.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgui8Lc5wx-1Lj5dDfD2MS2Uclg36BFNDNdLE9MVjj7gYQo5VWhwbuBt75TEiwaLmOeVdquiiaA2iq_TUOJryuVDUwlIw_AvYbLS-IIbVIqqKPbh7iixldDFvAdLxuN0iYtbxxO5jiJ1EU/s400/CIMG0878.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337514593370576850" /></a><span style=" line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Which meant we had to take it on the metro, up and down escalators, switch metro lines, and finally to the bar. We still think it’s a miracle we didn’t get yelled at in Czech or fined by the metro police. We finally got to the bar with all of our things and cut up the PB & J’s and stacked them pyramid style with an American flag in the middle.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;font-size:15px;"><br /></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8T8FCvfIWDAChHKlZt_IMQuhJtWRTzVMQpV_LlYNGR1qJnNdu-VlvKwG61gYemNDCAimILuLURex-jXo8lmhL2C2I3ECGzZ0hrGCKLmGvkz1P3PROE-RNuEGPzvqb0T45yiGKXkMORt4/s1600-h/PB+%26+J+2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8T8FCvfIWDAChHKlZt_IMQuhJtWRTzVMQpV_LlYNGR1qJnNdu-VlvKwG61gYemNDCAimILuLURex-jXo8lmhL2C2I3ECGzZ0hrGCKLmGvkz1P3PROE-RNuEGPzvqb0T45yiGKXkMORt4/s400/PB+%26+J+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337514593780039266" /></a></div><div><p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Our presentation didn’t end up going so well because of the sound, but we all enjoyed ourselves, and everyone enjoyed our PB & J’s and Jello shots!</span><o:p></o:p></span></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3y16BqG_1C__4vFjBLCEptiD-i1EFRfiXLxghylhwdnFRYvGzLp_O9Qqy1Jpxu8ovtYdFdZaSYsazzhzGFCtmLYOqByMtiuyMT4N736uwNC6k3AbqUpYAPVkgtzyLvokkbzI1ahXYBWQ/s1600-h/team+America+2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3y16BqG_1C__4vFjBLCEptiD-i1EFRfiXLxghylhwdnFRYvGzLp_O9Qqy1Jpxu8ovtYdFdZaSYsazzhzGFCtmLYOqByMtiuyMT4N736uwNC6k3AbqUpYAPVkgtzyLvokkbzI1ahXYBWQ/s400/team+America+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337514586758840194" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">TEAM AMERICA!!</span></div></div>Staci Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01792994834264298542noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5273389298630432242.post-70216052534166475772009-05-17T12:40:00.000-07:002009-05-17T13:31:50.781-07:00Berliner<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ470xA6TnRqT1qzSK99eBa7BFh1Ij2MHTZ1gEYzlbmqumSvcMMnv63-gOKYL2nLV39Of2THXc4kxVTAzeYfL97fp925TfZhLu-W7-eDFdd6V7IFKahIstyYk4YWKwNHgK2wKnWj3Hde8/s1600-h/CIMG0291.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ470xA6TnRqT1qzSK99eBa7BFh1Ij2MHTZ1gEYzlbmqumSvcMMnv63-gOKYL2nLV39Of2THXc4kxVTAzeYfL97fp925TfZhLu-W7-eDFdd6V7IFKahIstyYk4YWKwNHgK2wKnWj3Hde8/s400/CIMG0291.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336880956078732434" /></a><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; ">Our first morning in Berlin we woke up pretty early so we could see as much as possible. We ate a small breakfast at the hostel and then headed on our way for the day. We took the Bus 100 from Alexanderplatz, the bus 100 is a double decker bus that goes by most of the major sights in Berlin. We took the bus to the Reichstag, which is the German Parliament building. It was heavily destroyed during WW II and has been renovated by Norman Foster, so I definitely wanted to see it because it is one of my favorites of his. After we walked around the Reichstag we made our way to the Bradenburg gate just across the street. After we spent some time wandering around the gate and taking photos, we headed towards Peter Eisenman’s Holocaust Memorial. Another must see on my list. This memorial is insanely powerful and overwhelming all at once. It is a square block of concrete rectangles that vary in size and height. As your walking through it the ground begins to slope and the boxes start to get taller, it creates a really disorienting feeling and you kind of don’t know how to get out. </span><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPkt054Qf9AMJ-0nYhsALVI8RMtLCset4hCC9cMBtZIZLnJDgiooKGdEkpq8Xz1OuNmUtQeICYC-2GVCKkvDZ0IB1cOG9mkZgykfBjWnbwYlwDLMm6Ac6LuWIu19ly1_I1Ja22tEolDtk/s1600-h/CIMG0343.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPkt054Qf9AMJ-0nYhsALVI8RMtLCset4hCC9cMBtZIZLnJDgiooKGdEkpq8Xz1OuNmUtQeICYC-2GVCKkvDZ0IB1cOG9mkZgykfBjWnbwYlwDLMm6Ac6LuWIu19ly1_I1Ja22tEolDtk/s400/CIMG0343.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336880952321565570" /></a><br /><div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; ">After wandering through there we walked to Potsdamer Platz, which is an area of Berlin that was completely destroyed during WWII. It is now made up of all modern buildings and skyscrapers, and I’m really not a fan of any of them. They also had an exhibit in the plaza about the 20 year anniversary of the Berlin Wall coming down. After spending some time here we made our way to Checkpoint Charlie, which was the area where you crossed between the American and Soviet occupation of Berlin. After grabbing a quick lunch of kebabs, we then headed to the Jewish Museum designed by Daniel Libeskind. This was something that I have wanted to see for a really long time, mainly just because the building is so completely amazing and Libeskind is one of my favorite architects. The building did not disappoint, although the information in the museum wasn’t the best exhibit. </span></div><div style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6q1TEVJunCimqGrsYRZhFsG18E8aLIeXILv5WpjDYUNKzyt-92Ms8vSKAYh7GCHEx6Eks19j25ttAaTSAJmx6CrI8qwRnlrmAvzkAArlMupimfGxyqQJ_sf3ii5ukkAfG7Q5pPjB7-MY/s1600-h/CIMG0408.JPG" style="text-decoration: none; "></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6q1TEVJunCimqGrsYRZhFsG18E8aLIeXILv5WpjDYUNKzyt-92Ms8vSKAYh7GCHEx6Eks19j25ttAaTSAJmx6CrI8qwRnlrmAvzkAArlMupimfGxyqQJ_sf3ii5ukkAfG7Q5pPjB7-MY/s1600-h/CIMG0408.JPG" style="text-decoration: none; "></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyjsfAeYV-YipSpEPtL4uX-fj1n4_3UJha3rlZpTcC7S6mZhg7ubAdmEP6SZPfbpPc6KpHZUms4g-T7UH9HQkrWDiJq49PYUbu49XOpDnR_a-X7Yx6yoDK14l36U7sorUH_IwgbZCf5EY/s1600-h/CIMG0408.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyjsfAeYV-YipSpEPtL4uX-fj1n4_3UJha3rlZpTcC7S6mZhg7ubAdmEP6SZPfbpPc6KpHZUms4g-T7UH9HQkrWDiJq49PYUbu49XOpDnR_a-X7Yx6yoDK14l36U7sorUH_IwgbZCf5EY/s400/CIMG0408.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336880949668980418" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilBAgVF74ygWZDBD7neS_iLkhr85KAa1f5Y4tjKyBgGp1E1mnhwh7-T1rAFe9ekEGD-oABpFLdkYY9DXEDhvxSPQ8PFrIoh1sOBnarNzv3LUmGEZJ_x_VZGKUGZ28r2MFEP1cRIQ19HP8/s1600-h/CIMG0433.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilBAgVF74ygWZDBD7neS_iLkhr85KAa1f5Y4tjKyBgGp1E1mnhwh7-T1rAFe9ekEGD-oABpFLdkYY9DXEDhvxSPQ8PFrIoh1sOBnarNzv3LUmGEZJ_x_VZGKUGZ28r2MFEP1cRIQ19HP8/s400/CIMG0433.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336880725705975442" /></a><br /></div><div>After the museum we headed back to hang out at the hostel for a little while and get ready for dinner. That night we were set on eating German food, so we asked the hostel and set out for a really cool part of town, this little art district. We found a small little pub called The Bottom and drank some hefeweizen. I ordered wiener schnitzel, and it was delicious. After a few beers and dinner, me and Patricia split an apfel streudel that was to die for. We were at dinner until almost 11, so I was tired and headed back to the hostel to rest up for our next day of adventures.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj87s7i8sa3fSC1u2ErSOs7USnui3QGcE3lTvJqNpGRL1FRRLrSF5G2ypOkGexHrKvXdkmS45kQKW14T9LkhEQjC76oOtmavhzczKzWFVm0ED5uE8TTCZ093-650OD2v_bUr5dfa4ehNfM/s1600-h/CIMG0450.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj87s7i8sa3fSC1u2ErSOs7USnui3QGcE3lTvJqNpGRL1FRRLrSF5G2ypOkGexHrKvXdkmS45kQKW14T9LkhEQjC76oOtmavhzczKzWFVm0ED5uE8TTCZ093-650OD2v_bUr5dfa4ehNfM/s400/CIMG0450.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336880719567229522" /></a><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; ">The next morning we found a really adorable coffee shop to eat breakfast at and get a coffee. This day was really sunny and pretty warm, we were all in such good spirits because of it also. After breakfast we headed towards the East Side Gallery, which is the largest existing piece of the Berlin Wall. After the wall fell, they left this part up and invited artists to paint on it, since that has faded everyone adds their own graffiti or quotes to it.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9hjpHQjO12I6CC-XH6R9zawS27M85x8gFQf2jcGANGRN6BJkDtv2H9-pz5Wi0gSlYhrBwg1-59UsfVJOA7tOkojo_QRvM4IjfeCU0EIWUR4SjBHogC8NO4kUG4gU-r-2YRU316OLC8no/s1600-h/CIMG0458.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9hjpHQjO12I6CC-XH6R9zawS27M85x8gFQf2jcGANGRN6BJkDtv2H9-pz5Wi0gSlYhrBwg1-59UsfVJOA7tOkojo_QRvM4IjfeCU0EIWUR4SjBHogC8NO4kUG4gU-r-2YRU316OLC8no/s400/CIMG0458.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336880715262499506" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVM6g0WO_jFsxC_dCVprENZFJFIiEny9YA3clu6oRJgB0QySm59tRo5KR_dupXJAW1hUEHnhw_YAmBEojHR7pfDKjUlsyrq0ojwSJpaX7qYgHtgrSk0ftAlLMZJT0nM1VF0RYOmS_hM40/s1600-h/CIMG0477+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVM6g0WO_jFsxC_dCVprENZFJFIiEny9YA3clu6oRJgB0QySm59tRo5KR_dupXJAW1hUEHnhw_YAmBEojHR7pfDKjUlsyrq0ojwSJpaX7qYgHtgrSk0ftAlLMZJT0nM1VF0RYOmS_hM40/s400/CIMG0477+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336880712299161026" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaBU5-BCiHOlnbDEZB-1yK_Jy78cAzMkWWWITmV2S8TYMQcpq9qnvSL6sN0f130o-NiLSxUcPASKy7RqX7Gwt5nnM-I1VaF2YzZmI_0ImOq50bWfD-1Hs4ZWat7mEfKXehjUrAG0_ma-U/s1600-h/CIMG0504.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaBU5-BCiHOlnbDEZB-1yK_Jy78cAzMkWWWITmV2S8TYMQcpq9qnvSL6sN0f130o-NiLSxUcPASKy7RqX7Gwt5nnM-I1VaF2YzZmI_0ImOq50bWfD-1Hs4ZWat7mEfKXehjUrAG0_ma-U/s400/CIMG0504.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336880710087729378" /></a><br /></div><div><span style=" line-height: 115%; font-size:11pt;">After we walked along the gallery we all split up. Me and Patricia headed to Museuminsel to go to the Altes<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>and Pergamon Museums. The Altes Museum is the museum that the Nelson Atkins is modeled after, so I had to see it with my own two eyes, and the Pergamon Museum housed the Ishtar Gate from ancient Babylon, another thing I had to see for myself. Both of these are things we studied forever in History of Architecture, so it was very cool to see them in person. For lunch me and Patricia decided to get a typical German dish of curry wurst, although it wasn’t very good, at all. It was probably just the restaurant we were at. After lunch we decided to walk all over Berlin, literally. We walked so much, but it was a beautiful day so I didn’t really mind. After we got tired of walking we went back to our hostel to get our luggage, check our e-mail, and just hang out for a little bit before leaving.</span><span style="line-height:115%; font-family:"Century Gothic","sans-serif";mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:";font-size:11.0pt;"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;font-family:'Century Gothic';font-size:15px;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCTJh7y5kT4FNZgkLvBmc2JY-CP7_eQYpu5tHzYx5ylsI-5jojahAP_c5ucHlQxcQz1PvYbAzEsjPEkYsQh-L6wY1rLrsutfw1hBCK5saZTx5JecbMvWnj33T2MWLKfowvvV7JGucFu6o/s1600-h/CIMG0547+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCTJh7y5kT4FNZgkLvBmc2JY-CP7_eQYpu5tHzYx5ylsI-5jojahAP_c5ucHlQxcQz1PvYbAzEsjPEkYsQh-L6wY1rLrsutfw1hBCK5saZTx5JecbMvWnj33T2MWLKfowvvV7JGucFu6o/s400/CIMG0547+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336880432888220018" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKtrgjRhND_6F_4CqpCJuvSJyhlddwN1B8SxcuUTHwNwUaAX_QoIz_uPQmvQkQwiyN1N2GBzFJBIC7jGyqzotWcHfJ8Ic6fQZGLT4VylwKpZqUdhbZuZGOaQMLp1bnZJ7qN1q4ZHJx0dc/s1600-h/CIMG0575.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKtrgjRhND_6F_4CqpCJuvSJyhlddwN1B8SxcuUTHwNwUaAX_QoIz_uPQmvQkQwiyN1N2GBzFJBIC7jGyqzotWcHfJ8Ic6fQZGLT4VylwKpZqUdhbZuZGOaQMLp1bnZJ7qN1q4ZHJx0dc/s400/CIMG0575.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336880429206472386" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYJyb_zoSCptCa98kquTrlXS8FMC_y8OB8CdT59Z3CrM2g7xYnuwdV4iT7inDW3ecbCopZLNy942g966Hqe6BPR29GlPLRGp7kgZWNF4LBoz1Q0U01sMVaj_7izuhA6iaUhwz7qfmphDo/s1600-h/CIMG0581.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYJyb_zoSCptCa98kquTrlXS8FMC_y8OB8CdT59Z3CrM2g7xYnuwdV4iT7inDW3ecbCopZLNy942g966Hqe6BPR29GlPLRGp7kgZWNF4LBoz1Q0U01sMVaj_7izuhA6iaUhwz7qfmphDo/s400/CIMG0581.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336880426918273186" /></a></div><div><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">After we recharged a bit at the hostel we headed to the Reichstag again so we could go up on the roof terrace at night. It was absolutely amazing, although I was sad we couldn’t get inside the dome, it was still really cool to be able to see the city from the top of the building at night. After our trip to the Reichstag we caught our midnight bus back to Praha and arrived back home at around 5:30a. I then proceeded to sleep, all day! </span></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg79PD090rHiRoyH9ZQ667T8fvL9UqulVQ5etHK8wsYpkRDsr4oV8Shkf5CI89nP5MKuLivaTn3S2iQ336YsqYmGQQhpahGLOdXyNlC2k0HS1znLWPKrRkcHSM2a-wAKk7OFrKD4OvU4Nk/s1600-h/CIMG0593+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg79PD090rHiRoyH9ZQ667T8fvL9UqulVQ5etHK8wsYpkRDsr4oV8Shkf5CI89nP5MKuLivaTn3S2iQ336YsqYmGQQhpahGLOdXyNlC2k0HS1znLWPKrRkcHSM2a-wAKk7OFrKD4OvU4Nk/s400/CIMG0593+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336880420956652690" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6Tjs6rdbR-QsGHcutGBAeXcfUDXUmu2DHlp4t1znSJBGUCS1fetMkHtmX7TZE23BN7QVakXWxc1o5i_cTYQejcyXxFgy2dBNNej7H4uxd2VmWXT3GX78F9wOwVMkraFPcfsVcIcXKIq4/s1600-h/CIMG0602.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6Tjs6rdbR-QsGHcutGBAeXcfUDXUmu2DHlp4t1znSJBGUCS1fetMkHtmX7TZE23BN7QVakXWxc1o5i_cTYQejcyXxFgy2dBNNej7H4uxd2VmWXT3GX78F9wOwVMkraFPcfsVcIcXKIq4/s400/CIMG0602.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336880416972322194" /></a><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2068006&id=66801211&l=08c93b58e8">More photos from Berlin</a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2068016&id=66801211&l=0a471534e0">Photos of the East Side Gallery</a></div>Staci Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01792994834264298542noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5273389298630432242.post-34160768295768292682009-04-14T14:58:00.000-07:002009-05-05T11:10:30.209-07:00Dresden<div><span style=" line-height: 115%; font-size:11pt;">I went to Dresden with ISC March 28 & 29, there were about 15 of us from CTU and about 10 from the School of Economics. We left way too early in the morning on the 28th. The only good thing about it was that we got to ride in a compartment train, which me and Caitie couldn’t help but feel like we were headed to Hogwarts because it was like a Harry Potter train. We arrived in Dresden after a relatively short train ride of about 2 hours. We were given free time to walk around.</span><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;font-family:'Century Gothic';font-size:15px;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsTUypjxG6N1GbPrcS1PvpGdxj08vQppzVtz3aLKEXwslu5Uzpy-djlWZv6QWwPULx7C7eEq20DtuAIiWBk21MlZaMmdaSytdBaBrnH0ic7pRJozDmbfglaBJ3OAA1aljOC7VkR-gm_aQ/s1600-h/CIMG0181.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsTUypjxG6N1GbPrcS1PvpGdxj08vQppzVtz3aLKEXwslu5Uzpy-djlWZv6QWwPULx7C7eEq20DtuAIiWBk21MlZaMmdaSytdBaBrnH0ic7pRJozDmbfglaBJ3OAA1aljOC7VkR-gm_aQ/s400/CIMG0181.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324671769824842994" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">My first steps on the cobblestone of Dresden</span>.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style=" line-height: 115%; font-size:11pt;">Dresden is a fairly small city so it didn’t take us long to see most of it, and it was quite rainy and gross. We ended up at the royal families palace and ran into a ton of Asian tourists. We then entertained ourselves by making fun of them. And taking photos in the same stances they were taking photos in</span><span style="line-height:115%; font-family:"Century Gothic","sans-serif";mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:";font-size:11.0pt;">.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimRBxMJpeEefiKDKGCpKyXsCdcNSSlYoYuYsVYjSE9MD20wK1LExytcSVm7UcVu0SVNxU2Pr3Pdux-hnnReSWQ2DKzlCfxN3vOf13QiizT7xb05mL8auwj-t5NwkoeiY874oYHoMjLG90/s1600-h/CIMG0191.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimRBxMJpeEefiKDKGCpKyXsCdcNSSlYoYuYsVYjSE9MD20wK1LExytcSVm7UcVu0SVNxU2Pr3Pdux-hnnReSWQ2DKzlCfxN3vOf13QiizT7xb05mL8auwj-t5NwkoeiY874oYHoMjLG90/s400/CIMG0191.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324671766365391506" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">These were some old ruins that were being excavated</span>.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy-9H2aGeGhOK3bMBh2IoCK392Tf40U3VuE48O-NAN3wqCm06FmJnL7DSvY1rJS4NC9QRs7ojMofSOcRgwAjCgwl7gO_P9Zy_XxUtl6GcF3VFktDGPtFrJ0npArGyazLyB7CMWrkoR03k/s1600-h/CIMG0196.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy-9H2aGeGhOK3bMBh2IoCK392Tf40U3VuE48O-NAN3wqCm06FmJnL7DSvY1rJS4NC9QRs7ojMofSOcRgwAjCgwl7gO_P9Zy_XxUtl6GcF3VFktDGPtFrJ0npArGyazLyB7CMWrkoR03k/s400/CIMG0196.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324671755873997170" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:13px;">Frauenkirche, a really pretty church in the middle of Old town.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><span style=" line-height: 115%; font-size:11pt;">After this I think our exhaustion hit us so we wandered around looking for somewhere to get a snack. We ended up finding a tiny little vegetarian restaurant. Even though it was only 11a we all decided to try our first German bier. I had a Hefeweizen, it’s a wheat beer, and it is amazing. I also got a bowl of soup to tide me over before lunch.</span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;font-family:'Century Gothic';font-size:15px;"><br /></span></div></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBB_uij4BwhVKGgIFACQDH3NYvB2QPGprQ9JfVGVPDVCk4mNgafhYiHbl2OiM4YygE9lD6MYU-8YapdEz-COuoVgfqzYNxw08lZcfKwQd0i1gM-Wv8Qmh_Mh4DQtl8I424xHyIRE-hKDs/s1600-h/CIMG0231.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBB_uij4BwhVKGgIFACQDH3NYvB2QPGprQ9JfVGVPDVCk4mNgafhYiHbl2OiM4YygE9lD6MYU-8YapdEz-COuoVgfqzYNxw08lZcfKwQd0i1gM-Wv8Qmh_Mh4DQtl8I424xHyIRE-hKDs/s400/CIMG0231.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324671749294265362" /></a><span style=" line-height: 115%; font-size:11pt;">We then met back up with our group and headed to eat lunch at one of the university campuses in Dresden. We had a meal of dumplings and meat, not all that different than Czech food really. </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;font-size:15px;"><br /></span></div><div><span style=" line-height: 115%; font-size:11pt;">After lunch we went back to the old part of town as a group and met up with some ISC people from Dresden. We split up into groups and did a city tour/scavenger hunt with them. Basically they walked us around the city and we had to guess where to go next, and do different challenges once we got to the different places. For instance we went to the only remaining phone booth in Dresden and had to see how many people we could fit in it, and we ended up getting other people from the street to join us. We only fit about 6 of us in. We also had to answer trivia questions about Dresden, so we started asking random people we saw around town, I’m sure people thought we were insane. One of our other tasks was to join hands and make a ring around a statue in front of a church in the old town. We couldn’t quite get enough people, but we joined forces with another team and made a ring around. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;font-size:15px;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq7styMF4_W3qY_Bbvy7VtaGPTnmAFRLOFYq111fJJGq9Yb7dn6qgF6KFib102An6Kol1_1ccaR7hiIHPlXcr8Iuu4NoJk3wXNzwjPTglqWw6GOr68t_z5oyPUs1gb6kLIH4gdWVELxaw/s1600-h/tour+group.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq7styMF4_W3qY_Bbvy7VtaGPTnmAFRLOFYq111fJJGq9Yb7dn6qgF6KFib102An6Kol1_1ccaR7hiIHPlXcr8Iuu4NoJk3wXNzwjPTglqWw6GOr68t_z5oyPUs1gb6kLIH4gdWVELxaw/s400/tour+group.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324670935911238402" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><div style="text-align: center;">With our group and our guides, Felix & Sven.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style=" line-height: 115%; font-size:11pt;">After freshening up and recharging a bit from the scavenger hunt, we headed to the new part of town for dinner at a kebab restaurant. In the States when you say kebab, that means a skewer with different kinds of veggies and meat that is grilled, in Europe when you say kebab, it means something more like a gyro, but equally delicious, just not exactly what all of us Americans were expecting. After dinner we headed to a little place called Magnolia. It was a lounge type cocktail bar with couches and beds all over. They also had shisha, which is what they call hookah in Germany. So we hung out drinking long islands and smoking shisha for a couple of hours, and then the exhaustion set in again so Caitie and I headed back really early.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;font-size:15px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;font-size:15px;"><span style=" line-height: 115%; font-size:11pt;">For lunch the next dat we ate at a German brewery. Caitie, Patricia, and I decided to order a Mass bier, which is a liter of bier. That is insanely huge. And on an empty stomach, it makes you feel really happy! The bier we had was yet another wheat beer, and it was so delicious. </span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJlKEcRDSuyBNVR4zKcfkPUX8x-JnIkmUKp3IVuJpYp4jYmgvfyPMBHyHodZPvooWvIhYHpaYB8irovg2XBYU3gU40griOX6sJtdKD1Kyy5L15l6DVdCbVYjMj1Sa6-fNF0546NR-QKoo/s1600-h/CIMG0255.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJlKEcRDSuyBNVR4zKcfkPUX8x-JnIkmUKp3IVuJpYp4jYmgvfyPMBHyHodZPvooWvIhYHpaYB8irovg2XBYU3gU40griOX6sJtdKD1Kyy5L15l6DVdCbVYjMj1Sa6-fNF0546NR-QKoo/s400/CIMG0255.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324670938898018978" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">With my huge bier.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUa9uH7I30tKnPKArp872JjE-mCLkvMBKpxZX0Jt0IQMxagoYdR3bUzUcjKUk1G9T6A8YGiszb0JpQtCUM-Vly64vLtEZiHEstV7lRwRkyrfEn47MQMbPjSDaQmkaACiZ3lx_JqoJNyw/s1600-h/CIMG0259.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><br /><img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUa9uH7I30tKnPKArp872JjE-mCLkvMBKpxZX0Jt0IQMxagoYdR3bUzUcjKUk1G9T6A8YGiszb0JpQtCUM-Vly64vLtEZiHEstV7lRwRkyrfEn47MQMbPjSDaQmkaACiZ3lx_JqoJNyw/s400/CIMG0259.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324670930897595266" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The beef stew/soup we ate for lunch</span>.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-size:11.0pt;">After lunch we kind of all split up and did our own thing, but the group of people I ended up in decided to walk around New Town.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;font-family:'Century Gothic';font-size:15px;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE3Ja-oOuh8jvnuEDOHiCVHxvhEy8KwlW7CIZE31H0ou1fTVLv19tYoeWiJu3lPEfXechzYcbwnGvocLaedd_XeCGMi8qSqjoDM2XGQAEQBdS7l6mJnvozZDAJkyyk4eTQzJEOiIRBLJE/s1600-h/CIMG0265.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE3Ja-oOuh8jvnuEDOHiCVHxvhEy8KwlW7CIZE31H0ou1fTVLv19tYoeWiJu3lPEfXechzYcbwnGvocLaedd_XeCGMi8qSqjoDM2XGQAEQBdS7l6mJnvozZDAJkyyk4eTQzJEOiIRBLJE/s400/CIMG0265.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324670926394702978" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">This was a little building in a courtyard that had been restored, every hour in the summer they send water down the pipes</span>.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style=" line-height: 115%; font-size:11pt;">We got soft serve ice cream at this little place by the park and it was so delicious. And then we went to the park and watched theses people walk on make shift tight ropes, it was pretty crazy. </span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN4SvcknNDLkmDMOuMYwt2LFwdlToZ5x6XSaGWDW5BKAaH6Jp-nGyupVceR8UCw5xjnRWi4NPrU7xSyY3loKFCsNqhfcqQ22cnpEfUfoqaBmiAhZFW_mImO_M4R0aTA9ZUfSJGFwwn_ug/s1600-h/CIMG0281.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN4SvcknNDLkmDMOuMYwt2LFwdlToZ5x6XSaGWDW5BKAaH6Jp-nGyupVceR8UCw5xjnRWi4NPrU7xSyY3loKFCsNqhfcqQ22cnpEfUfoqaBmiAhZFW_mImO_M4R0aTA9ZUfSJGFwwn_ug/s400/CIMG0281.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324670921006832370" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">We thought this guy was going to be good because he was really intense.. He fell off really quick, it was dissapointing</span>.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">After walking around all afternoon, it was time to bid our goodbyes to Dresden and the people we had met from their ISC. Everyone from our school headed back towards Prague, but Patricia, Eeva, Disa, and I headed on to Berlin.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2067809&id=66801211&l=cdfe159383">More photos from Dresden</a></div></div>Staci Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01792994834264298542noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5273389298630432242.post-90002468516536781272009-04-14T10:10:00.001-07:002009-04-14T15:47:04.580-07:00Wien<div><p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">We (Caitie, James, Jason, and I) left for Vienna on Tuesday morning around 10:30a by way of Student Agency bus. Student Agency busses are one of the cheapest ways to travel around Europe. We had a 2 hour bus ride to Brno, and had to switch busses in Brno to get to Vienna. From Brno to Vienna we had another 2 and a half hours almost, and drove through Mikulov, which is a really small Czech town that I had visited the first weekend in the Czech Republic. There were also some really beautiful wind farms on the way. Once we arrived in Vienna we bought metro passes, after a little trouble figuring out how to buy them, and made our way to the hostel to check in. By the time we had done all of that it was time for an early dinner because we hadn’t ate all day. We made our way to the city center and started wandering around for something delicious. Jason spotted a steak place, that was obviously very American-ized, but we definitely didn’t care because a steak and baked potato sounded AMAZING. We proceeded to eat there, ordering a French baguette, side salads, and a bottle of merlot for the four of us, and steaks and baked potatoes. It was the most amazing meal I have had in a long time, at least the most amazing meal of food that I am used to. After dinner we were exhausted so we just walked around the city center a little bit, passing by the State Opera House and the House of the Secession. We went back to the hostel to plan out our sightseeing for the next two days, and headed to sleep before midnight.</span></span></p></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV8eA4ApooaLT_2-kGqG9LSsiInD_pu0B_Lc_6NKZmzZmNBjMxRM3ZDhv4scbr3QCjQxJ_TDNLZ2uchzI1MqpSYrq1dur_VvfyYQ-RUtiqZMSm_MRmp4VdRHKTD4jsbHZl5tcGOlsvzFo/s1600-h/CIMG0002.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV8eA4ApooaLT_2-kGqG9LSsiInD_pu0B_Lc_6NKZmzZmNBjMxRM3ZDhv4scbr3QCjQxJ_TDNLZ2uchzI1MqpSYrq1dur_VvfyYQ-RUtiqZMSm_MRmp4VdRHKTD4jsbHZl5tcGOlsvzFo/s400/CIMG0002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324596540068327730" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">State Opera House.</span><br /></div></span><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7pJaE4fwUSb_a4nYDZM_IJ-lVq6I_Lm5MbiO1HyhQq6YhqCPoDScmQBBnHv51mi1HtOJXyGZW3Nt1ZIYs5Mk4SFhnKwH8NDaLJAA186BZsaZSkhUSyCJ8DySR0ZggqM9HBYdCcYqDfDY/s1600-h/CIMG0007.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7pJaE4fwUSb_a4nYDZM_IJ-lVq6I_Lm5MbiO1HyhQq6YhqCPoDScmQBBnHv51mi1HtOJXyGZW3Nt1ZIYs5Mk4SFhnKwH8NDaLJAA186BZsaZSkhUSyCJ8DySR0ZggqM9HBYdCcYqDfDY/s400/CIMG0007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324596530611755218" /></a></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">House of the Secession.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">The next morning we woke up pretty early and got ready for our day, and ate breakfast at the hostel. We headed out to see the sights, and we saw quite a lot of Vienna that is for sure. We started out by trying to go to the Schonbrunn Palace, but couldn’t figure out where it was from the metro, so we decided to head towards the Museums Quarter and go to the modern art museum. All of the museums in Vienna are in this pretty large area of town all really close to each other, it is actually pretty cool. </span></span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjReIvjhvWoZHtBL2IFJPBrgj3qIDlF2w5_3FHY27KCo6HpjnjKGcp9jpPtn3UNouRXWn1AKuqPiTURAP0AGexOMCcOxhxeHuGoP7sdi2PPfs25-FPSlijX0L9UtLJzg7Ycjh9IMubV_f4/s1600-h/CIMG0024.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjReIvjhvWoZHtBL2IFJPBrgj3qIDlF2w5_3FHY27KCo6HpjnjKGcp9jpPtn3UNouRXWn1AKuqPiTURAP0AGexOMCcOxhxeHuGoP7sdi2PPfs25-FPSlijX0L9UtLJzg7Ycjh9IMubV_f4/s400/CIMG0024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324596527355618194" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">The Museum of Modern Art. Or the Museum Moderner Kunst (MUMOK) in Deutsch.<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjspuimx0n8-zguMSARlJt2jhDPY4KbzvHvDvh2lmgruTLAB6Tl3V_ODzySSOMBc0hS4xrodPVdNr0gezS60Y3MtGL2zKgJBKfCzfF61-2w9w9CdJM0Q4f02fts5ytFBVaNlSUQYf6Js2w/s1600-h/CIMG0029.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjspuimx0n8-zguMSARlJt2jhDPY4KbzvHvDvh2lmgruTLAB6Tl3V_ODzySSOMBc0hS4xrodPVdNr0gezS60Y3MtGL2zKgJBKfCzfF61-2w9w9CdJM0Q4f02fts5ytFBVaNlSUQYf6Js2w/s400/CIMG0029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324596333371860226" /></a><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">The modern was so amazing, the art as well as the architecture of the building were all worth looking at for quite awhile. We spent a large portion of our day here perusing and enjoying new art and artists, while seeing some of our favorites as well. After the museum we decided to go find a late lunch. Tuesday night when we were walking around we found an open air market, so we headed back there in search of some typical Viennese food. We found a small restaurant in the market and all got some Austrian beer and Wiener Schnitzel. Then we decided to find a dessert and found a delicious bakery, I decided on a chocolate croissant and it was amazingly good.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><br /></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeKmBXidnD4wF8yPvaK3q4KFRG6fkXQ8FU3q3gqgGZ5fkFnHukPJbh_wPVKYIJsg3xUqhIzzViCGX2OuBi3Fc6_a0_3X2jPwJHKaqGAjmAqruggR4vyT6En-J5jJQKegvn8XLU5hGR4Y8/s1600-h/CIMG0055.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeKmBXidnD4wF8yPvaK3q4KFRG6fkXQ8FU3q3gqgGZ5fkFnHukPJbh_wPVKYIJsg3xUqhIzzViCGX2OuBi3Fc6_a0_3X2jPwJHKaqGAjmAqruggR4vyT6En-J5jJQKegvn8XLU5hGR4Y8/s400/CIMG0055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324596331230825074" /></a><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">After lunch we had a slight problem of finding a place to buy our bus tickets home, we assumed we could buy them at the place we got dropped off, but no such luck. We had to exert our resources in Prague, and call Michal and have him help us find the place to buy them. He is our saving grace when we are traveling. Luckily we got bus tickets, but had to leave earlier on Thursday than originally expected so our trip was cut a little bit shorter than we wanted, but no problems. </span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2n3zQkW49BM5BKd4HhpIMmshkAbQw5oMBOjqkivYjMWLsxC5Ny6kRjSVtygdikKZy1q3iYEZ4OGna3lpJPCrFlCl_uErhcB5Xci5YqYtyh1WBG_RwEDoC3C3z5RqhZwM7Zz6Tl0xqAm8/s1600-h/CIMG0065.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 352px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2n3zQkW49BM5BKd4HhpIMmshkAbQw5oMBOjqkivYjMWLsxC5Ny6kRjSVtygdikKZy1q3iYEZ4OGna3lpJPCrFlCl_uErhcB5Xci5YqYtyh1WBG_RwEDoC3C3z5RqhZwM7Zz6Tl0xqAm8/s400/CIMG0065.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324596320709898786" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">This is a cool mirror installation we found in one of the metro stations, it had the number of pi etched into it that stretched for a long while. We spent a little of time taking goofy pictures.<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">After we got the bus fiasco figured out we headed to St. Stephens Cathedral to climb the spire. There are 343 steps going up the spire all in a very tight spiral staircase. It was quite the workout, and was very nauseating, but it was definitely worth the view once we reached the top.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></div></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFhyphenhypheniaFqhzX7MDNMiPqOFEweCh2Upng7DEIG1buWFD0tOAstZHGZOYlM501nMv8gHohGgBRWgEcfFwG3ZWes_ffLfCIAbJA4-DZYKwZWRcr_JDMfZ8j61VHrdYsrytVRB-T-fZtwVQBcQ/s1600-h/CIMG0098.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFhyphenhypheniaFqhzX7MDNMiPqOFEweCh2Upng7DEIG1buWFD0tOAstZHGZOYlM501nMv8gHohGgBRWgEcfFwG3ZWes_ffLfCIAbJA4-DZYKwZWRcr_JDMfZ8j61VHrdYsrytVRB-T-fZtwVQBcQ/s400/CIMG0098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324596318779165618" /></a><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">View from the top of the spire.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">After St. Stephens we wondered around the town some more, coming upon what we thought was the National Library, but then realized after walking all the way around it, it was the State Opera House that we had seen the night before. We decided to find the National Library the next morning, and headed for dinner and a beer. We ate at a quaint little restaurant close to the city center, and then headed to a little pub for a few more beers. It was a fun evening spent in the pub, and then we headed home quite early so we could take the metro.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">The next morning, our last day there we awoke, ate breakfast, and checked out of the hostel by about 9a. We then went to find the actual National Library, and succeeded, although it was rainy and gross outside, so we didn’t stick around for very long. By that time it was almost time to catch our bus so we found a Subway (I can't believe they have them in Europe), and got sandwiches for the road, then headed to the bus station. We boarded the bus around 11:30a and began our almost 5 hour journey home, again passing the beautiful wind farm, and finally making it back to Prague and to our dorm by 5p.</span><o:p></o:p></span></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzvZ_AuE9bGFqC5sBU_EWQPx5E1zGtPKK3XGA651ZTKSJ0NAALv2jwxG6V7FKrykrwaIYKkc4N59J2TY22EhQ49nzdLnZyOVc1OnXvogVqsm1SvxM1FN0BLlfNbWhpbfzXeGxRmYUo8cc/s1600-h/CIMG0159+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzvZ_AuE9bGFqC5sBU_EWQPx5E1zGtPKK3XGA651ZTKSJ0NAALv2jwxG6V7FKrykrwaIYKkc4N59J2TY22EhQ49nzdLnZyOVc1OnXvogVqsm1SvxM1FN0BLlfNbWhpbfzXeGxRmYUo8cc/s400/CIMG0159+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324596312755115426" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Wind farm we passed somewhere close to the Austria/Czech border</span>.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2066957&id=66801211&l=742e6f6fce">More pictures from Vienna.</a></div></div>Staci Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01792994834264298542noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5273389298630432242.post-16733538068110904312009-04-13T15:35:00.000-07:002009-04-14T00:28:46.796-07:00Narodni Divaldo & Slavia Praha<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">As promised, although a little late, a blog about my night at the opera and my first Czech hockey game.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div> <span style="line-height: 115%; "><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Fridays, I don’t have classes. So those days are always quite great. This particular friday evening we attended the opera. I went with Carles, my Spanish friend, his friend from Brussels, Thomas, Rachel, Sarah, Caitie, Anna, Diana, and Winifred. We went to see Carmen, which is a French opera, thankfully they had English and Czech subtitles on a screen above the stage. The subtitles were kind of hard to see though because we were sitting n the last row, behind a column. We can’t really complain too much though because our tickets we</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">re only 50 Kc, which is roughly only $2.50. It was quite an experience since it was my first opera, but I enjoyed it thoroughly</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">.</span></span><div><span style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><br /></span><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdtQ4fNuvpQVDizGrYO71ROoQy8k1vbCDdacyr0wAcsyfIKZxT6OBc2EjiB3qpd2r901BV9qqPb_yJMpjA4Zi82EJcdqOwnta4TsnPQ-1f6vA7i2iBkEVWhaZld60aiiCi9HVtKS1a3Sk/s1600-h/CIMG0669.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdtQ4fNuvpQVDizGrYO71ROoQy8k1vbCDdacyr0wAcsyfIKZxT6OBc2EjiB3qpd2r901BV9qqPb_yJMpjA4Zi82EJcdqOwnta4TsnPQ-1f6vA7i2iBkEVWhaZld60aiiCi9HVtKS1a3Sk/s400/CIMG0669.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324308870206109282" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Caitie using her opera glasses.</span></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3lLDhaVljqo9kUuz7zNzxi6GKlcfqT22fDISQ7TiRa76u3kwwFRQcbhkXIW9UbffcMccZAhOlyw1cyIiYE4-XHDZocNVfXyBQG_x21ahBGhFBFmcLPh_6q0IwSV6k_U-uFU8SBL0xaPs/s1600-h/CIMG0670.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /></span><img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3lLDhaVljqo9kUuz7zNzxi6GKlcfqT22fDISQ7TiRa76u3kwwFRQcbhkXIW9UbffcMccZAhOlyw1cyIiYE4-XHDZocNVfXyBQG_x21ahBGhFBFmcLPh_6q0IwSV6k_U-uFU8SBL0xaPs/s400/CIMG0670.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324308766149574946" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Our view from the last row. Pretty amazing actually.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">After the opera we ran around town following Carles because he was trying to take us somewhere nice to eat, but it was getting late and everyone was hungry so we ended up grabbing pizza and gyros from a street vendor. Half of our group decided to go home, but me, Caitie, Carles, Thomas, Rachel, and Sarah decided to go to a pub. We ended up going to Nebe, and it was a lot like a New York bar, pretty posh with good drinks. We hung out there for most of the night talking and dancing a little bit. It was fun to not go to a dance club playing techno music for once</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'Century Gothic';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">.</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5lYHUiB10RyHR7BDkenVR8yXsWN33seDlNISMpN-27IVgbezj2wCtqZ7omJD1UHjP6g508jXv2ikCz3NznBQCaUmh6BGXRg9wam0DuIvSOWZmMjcXLXyd2hYwcQLItiK6ZbOzpCnq-KE/s1600-h/CIMG0676.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5lYHUiB10RyHR7BDkenVR8yXsWN33seDlNISMpN-27IVgbezj2wCtqZ7omJD1UHjP6g508jXv2ikCz3NznBQCaUmh6BGXRg9wam0DuIvSOWZmMjcXLXyd2hYwcQLItiK6ZbOzpCnq-KE/s400/CIMG0676.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324308768022013250" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">This is me and Sarah enjoying some wine.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">The next week two of my roommates, Holly & Danielle, invited Caitie and I to go to a Slavia Praha Hockey Game. Since I have never been to a hockey game in my life, I figured I should definitely go to one in the Czech Republic, since they are very well known for ice hockey. It was definitely a really fun time, we also went with 4 of our roommates Costa Rican friends. Caitie and I decided to get some Slavia scarves to represent, they are pretty awesome.</span></span><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieegIZUPPMyZ0rPEVXxXBBNuzToA65ap3JgGFwJbiMTgSBHk_aQxrvxkqKaPy3YXPCtaphGdWhkzRePgh4jNOccnNRmtG53A7PHpYdCRUIuL21s-OPqCbeo5CHKRS77Fyzt4EvJpRkCIQ/s1600-h/CIMG0795.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieegIZUPPMyZ0rPEVXxXBBNuzToA65ap3JgGFwJbiMTgSBHk_aQxrvxkqKaPy3YXPCtaphGdWhkzRePgh4jNOccnNRmtG53A7PHpYdCRUIuL21s-OPqCbeo5CHKRS77Fyzt4EvJpRkCIQ/s400/CIMG0795.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324308761254069170" /></a></div><div><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I couldn’t believe how much people get into the hockey games, there was a huge fan section right next to where we sat and it was awesome to watch and hear them chant, I wish I could have chanted along, but alas I don’t know enough Czech for that!</span></span><span style="line-height:115%; font-family:"Century Gothic","sans-serif";mso-fareast- mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SAfont-family:";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPGJhgfXnvpXmTL8fliVl21ZBw0CFG8dsfZ1SDgPX_hiS_eXv7bWz6FZHEm1eNgK-2CkZ16_ieZ4kUWlE4py17mcJoR_psIAYt8XbGWyJuUksPJewG9-iVRV1pUzAVkYHQjI6Mp_T8Gmk/s1600-h/CIMG0792.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPGJhgfXnvpXmTL8fliVl21ZBw0CFG8dsfZ1SDgPX_hiS_eXv7bWz6FZHEm1eNgK-2CkZ16_ieZ4kUWlE4py17mcJoR_psIAYt8XbGWyJuUksPJewG9-iVRV1pUzAVkYHQjI6Mp_T8Gmk/s400/CIMG0792.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324308757030307794" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhwR__rmlC4LZm4QiJwaHMgCDEi1F06kL8fIY5NFylpbLrrAXqrltryK0BcO7w_sy8GysGbIkrzKefj6UX9QEtNRlZwQ41iM__vnrihf0laFvw4rSx6DSKK7EOqNZO2EgtPDlSq0Nvu3U/s1600-h/CIMG0789.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhwR__rmlC4LZm4QiJwaHMgCDEi1F06kL8fIY5NFylpbLrrAXqrltryK0BcO7w_sy8GysGbIkrzKefj6UX9QEtNRlZwQ41iM__vnrihf0laFvw4rSx6DSKK7EOqNZO2EgtPDlSq0Nvu3U/s400/CIMG0789.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324308749082900402" /></a><p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Slavia ended up winning, kind of last minute and it was awesome. Everyone went crazy!</span></span></p></div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqapBzNPUvjXoDv8t-eXZCIoHYgItOEhTBEostE7SU-WCiiapoZTzD0xS-ZhhYh72OjNw9gtJTSzFj5WK0wGIHpq4046IpYML0WdTCKAe37LbI1Rchd_60-zDvfZgIbPcsdpdTJqPjvT0/s1600-h/group.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqapBzNPUvjXoDv8t-eXZCIoHYgItOEhTBEostE7SU-WCiiapoZTzD0xS-ZhhYh72OjNw9gtJTSzFj5WK0wGIHpq4046IpYML0WdTCKAe37LbI1Rchd_60-zDvfZgIbPcsdpdTJqPjvT0/s400/group.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324312165596286882" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Our group!<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">The metro ride home was definitely one of the craziest experiences I have had in Prague. Since the metro stop is the one for the stadium, we had to cram on trains to fit enough people on them. While this was happening, people were also jumping up and down, making the train sway, and also chanting and getting everyone to join them. The train started moving and people were still jumping up and down, the train was swaying from side to side and also moving.. It was definitely scary. Caitie and I finally made our way back to Dejvicka and had to pack and get ready for our trip to Vienna the next day, more about that later, I promise!</span><br /></div>Staci Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01792994834264298542noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5273389298630432242.post-69054326848372401112009-04-03T16:18:00.001-07:002009-04-04T06:38:02.663-07:00So this is what I'm here for....School<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height:115%;Century Gothic","sans-serif""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">The whole reason I am actually in Prague is for school, and it finally started two weeks after my journey began. I am taking six classes here at Czech Technical University: Studio (of course, only because I have too), Computer Graphics, Figure Drawing, History of the Interior, Sculpting, and Color and Composition. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height:115%;Century Gothic","sans-serif""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Studio meets on Monday afternoons and Thursday mornings and it is a completely different experience than I have ever had, it’s not stressful and it’s not a big deal if I don’t get my work done. He told us the first day that if we are going to miss school because we are traveling, just to let him know and he will recommend places for us to visit where we are going, and he said not to miss for a month and then come back and say we were sick because he will know we are lying. So I can tell it will be great. Our first project was to design a logo that represented ourselves in 2D, and then we made it into a 3D logo. Our second project is to design a piece of jewelry for someone in our lives. Our third project is to design a chair in the style of Thonet. Thonet invented a system of bending wood and used it in his chair designs to make beautiful works. Our final project is to design an armchair for a building here in Prague. We were to visit four spaces in Prague, all built in different styles and to choose one space to design the chair for. There is a Gothic church, a Baroque Church, an Art Noveau space, and a Romanesque chapel. I still haven’t decided what space I’m using, it will come with time I am sure.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height:115%;Century Gothic","sans-serif""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Computer graphics meets Tuesday afternoons at 3, for this class we are working in groups to come up with a new-age legend about Prague, a way to see Prague in another way, not as a tourist. We then have to either show our new legend with photos or illustrations that we do and manipulate them in Photoshop, and then put them together graphically in Illustrator or InDesign. Our group has just started work on our story board, but I think it’s going to be good, I will definitely keep you posted! After this class I have figure drawing until 7.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height:115%;Century Gothic","sans-serif""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Figure drawing is probably my favorite class, and I had no idea that it would be. Drawing naked people for an hour and half didn’t exactly seem appealing to me in the first place, but I knew that it would immensely improve my sketching skills, something I know I need to work on. Our teacher is quite a precious older man that doesn’t speak much Czech, but he gets his point across about your drawing pretty well considering this fact. He doesn’t make me feel so bad about myself, and it’s always great to have him help out.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height:115%;Century Gothic","sans-serif""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">On Wednesdays I have History of the Interior at 1 in the afternoon. It is almost exactly like my History of Furniture class I took at KState, but with less organization, and with a really precious teacher. He is probably in his eighties and told us he learned English before World War II, so he gets frustrated when he can’t express to us what he wants to in English, we try to help out as much as possible, and I know he appreciates it. After history I have a couple hour break before heading to sculpting at 4:45p</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height:115%;Century Gothic","sans-serif""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Sculpting is something I have never done before so it is an interesting experience. Since most of us have never worked with clay before we have to start out by making a skull, we have a model to copy. After we make it out of clay, we get to cast it in plaster. Then if we have time, we are to make another piece of our choosing.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height:115%;Century Gothic","sans-serif""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">On Thursday mornings I have studio at 10a, which is the earliest I have class, so it makes it hard to go to sometimes. But then I have the rest of the day free because Color & Composition doesn’t meet until 5:45p.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height:115%;Century Gothic","sans-serif""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Color and Composition is like my Visual Communications class I took at KState because we get to experiment with different media and then create one piece for the end of the semester. Our piece has to be about our experience in Prague as an Erasmus student. I still don’t know what I am doing for this project yet, but I really want to do something with ink & watercolor on different languages, since I am surrounded by so many friends that all speak different languages every day. We shall see, I will also keep you posted on this project!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height:115%;Century Gothic","sans-serif""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Fridays are my free day which makes me absolutely ecstatic because I have never had a Friday off in my four years of college because studio is ALWAYS on Friday.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height:115%;Century Gothic","sans-serif""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">In the next post: the night at the Opera, night at the hookah bar, and my first Czech Hockey Game.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height:115%;Century Gothic","sans-serif""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Love you all! </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height:115%;Century Gothic","sans-serif""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Xoxo-S </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>Staci Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01792994834264298542noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5273389298630432242.post-16998691006096800332009-03-24T17:30:00.001-07:002009-03-24T18:05:10.850-07:002 More Weeks & South BohemiaSo I know I promised I would blog more often, I'm really trying to work on it, but I also realize that it's been two weeks since my last, and I have no idea how that happened. I mean I guess it's true what they say, time flies when you are having fun.<div><br /></div><div>Well I left off at Moravia and the end of my first weekend.......Week 2 was definitely non eventful other than a few parties here and there, and the partying and staying out late finally caught up with me and I got really sick for a couple days. And then came the second weekend, and another trip with ISC, this time to South Bohemia. Only a two day trip this time, but visiting three cities. It was quite an amazing trip filled with some great memories and beautiful towns. And so the story begins.......</div><div><br /></div><div><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="Century Gothic","sans-serif"font-family:";">We departed from Prague and headed to the small town of <span class="apple-style-span"><span>Hluboká. Upon arrival to Hluboká we were let loose to find our own lunch, and were told to meet at the top of the hill at the castle later in the afternoon. So we wound our way around the town and found a small little restaurant that mainly served different kinds of game. Sarah had the duck, and it almost made me puke because they served it with the neck on it still. Disgusting. I stuck with fried cheese and fries, always a good choice. After lunch we walked around the cute little hillside town for awhile and finally made our way towards the castle, curving around and up the hill. It was quite a trek, but it was beautiful outside with blue skies and sun, so I couldn’t complain. Once arriving at the castle, it was pretty breathtaking so we walked around the grounds and took some photos of it, the white façade almost seemed to beam with energy in the sun. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwjyhBx5rNO3bjMXnsi9iJkUgD3nWH2UiVQTimm9kFY7wG-E0iSK9n1ESWy49BJoWZhBZ3CzQ3ElEybFhglWxRtNOs-oX2Bzzri3xetd9vnfejEZeDtA8EZxEtkIav7gPBRIQM3ZpL4Uc/s1600-h/CIMG0453.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwjyhBx5rNO3bjMXnsi9iJkUgD3nWH2UiVQTimm9kFY7wG-E0iSK9n1ESWy49BJoWZhBZ3CzQ3ElEybFhglWxRtNOs-oX2Bzzri3xetd9vnfejEZeDtA8EZxEtkIav7gPBRIQM3ZpL4Uc/s400/CIMG0453.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316921665885216466" /></a></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span>We then had a guided tour of the interior, although sadly we couldn’t take pictures. This particular castle was owned by the Schwarzenberg</span> family, they own a lot of castles throughout the Czech Republic, including Prague Castle. This family was very into hunting and would have massive hunting parties gather at this castle in Hluboká. Almost every square inch of the castle was covered with antlers or other animals that had been preserved by taxidermy. The architecture of the interior was completely amazing. There was so much detailed woodwork and beautiful ceramic fireplaces. We only got to go into a few rooms, but it was definitely a very cool experience. After leaving the castle it was back to the bus and on to České Budějovice for the Budweiser (Budvar) tour.<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="Century Gothic","sans-serif"; font-family:";">All of you State side people know Budweiser as the great American brewery complete with Clydesdales and the largest brewery in America, well in all actuality the Budweiser name was coined to this Czech beer long before Budweiser in the States existed. We got to tour the brewery and see where they brew the beer, bottle it, label it, and wash the recycled bottles. It was very cool. And then of course the best part came at the end when we got to have a tasting! The beer was so cold and delicious because it had just came out of the refrigerated storage tanks. After the brewery we headed on a walking tour of the city of České Budějovice. This city was so quaint and adorable I quickly fell in love with it. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJsid23p0QLwzGA646MuSNpgpKpTTwcscPdAlEtMTLzzMeyamF-UFhAic02qVezCk_B2LOvEIyGsSkfJr2SYgXI2zDAH3zGEQ5DVlft4RFNwjMu0ZT5sbf0vD_z-Pu3VzqA06QT-Jjnx0/s1600-h/CIMG0494.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /></span></span><img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJsid23p0QLwzGA646MuSNpgpKpTTwcscPdAlEtMTLzzMeyamF-UFhAic02qVezCk_B2LOvEIyGsSkfJr2SYgXI2zDAH3zGEQ5DVlft4RFNwjMu0ZT5sbf0vD_z-Pu3VzqA06QT-Jjnx0/s400/CIMG0494.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316921674725741506" /></a></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="Century Gothic","sans-serif"; font-family:";">We just spent a couple of hours strolling around. One of the trip leaders, Petra, had friends that lived in this city, two brothers that were amazingly nice enough to show us around the town a little bit. They told us a few little stories about the town, such as in the town square there is a stone and it’s called the lost stone, it is said if you step on it after 10p you will get lost and not make your way home that evening. So I stepped on it, but it was before 10p. </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family:"Century Gothic";mso-hansi-font-family: "Century Gothic";mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;"><span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;">J</span></span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="Century Gothic","sans-serif"; font-family:";"> They then showed us a great place to get coffee and gelato and joined us for good conversation. It was a great afternoon spent with great people. Then again it was time to head back to the bus and on to our final destination of the trip, Český Krumlov</span>.</span><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="Century Gothic","sans-serif"; font-family:";">By the time we arrived to Český Krumlov</span>, it was dark, and we somehow had no idea where our hostel was. We wandered around the city for just a little while, on the way we crossed the Vltava and turned slightly on the bridge and were struck with the beautiful image of the castle built into the rock, it seemed to be all lit up just for us. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglsSh6SW6u-BcPFK2tQU6oLEOrv8f-06_Xa6W4oo94VvQiVu82zxU9X1VhzLXHd5K-YvhVDrFGavnhYBimiS_yHmC-TPFEu6XO8pK2OKCxnUgg_BohD9SQk0wJgYuy4PnWl-oZ-hGU7Qs/s1600-h/CIMG0539.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglsSh6SW6u-BcPFK2tQU6oLEOrv8f-06_Xa6W4oo94VvQiVu82zxU9X1VhzLXHd5K-YvhVDrFGavnhYBimiS_yHmC-TPFEu6XO8pK2OKCxnUgg_BohD9SQk0wJgYuy4PnWl-oZ-hGU7Qs/s400/CIMG0539.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316921672592000530" /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span">We finally snaked up a couple more roads and discovered our hostel, and were glad to drop our bags and have promise of food in the near future. Once we got a little settled and paperwork was taken care of, we chose our roommates and went up to make our beds and put our bags in the room. This may have been the cutest hostel I have ever stayed at. You walked upstairs to get to the rooms and it was almost like a little dollhouse. I ended up sharing a room with Disa, Anna, Rachel, Sarah, Christoph, Daniel, and T</span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="Century Gothic","sans-serif";mso-bidi-font-weight:boldfont-family:";">orbjörn</span>. We made our way back downstairs and it took forever to be served dinner, and it was cold and not good, so we quickly ordered big beers and started having a good time. After having a few beers at the hostel, our trip leaders took us to a little night club just a block or so away from our hostel. It was your typical small town Czech night club; we are coming to know them a little too well. Slightly creepy, filled with townies, and not fun until you have had a few. At this point I will mention our awesome bus driver who came to the club with us. She was probably 40 or so and hilarious, she kept dancing on everyone and buying everyone shots, and was completely wasted! So basically our group took over the club by dancing in a huge circle on the tiny dance floor and kept requesting ridiculous American music like Katy Perry and Lady GaGa. At some point us girls from my room decided to make our exit and head back to the hostel, we ended up staying up late and having girl talk while the boys were still at the club. At some point we all fell asleep and Christoph came back and woke us up by somehow breaking the door handle, and then we all fell asleep again, and then Tobbe and Daniel woke us up by the door handle falling again. Morning definitely came too early, but we were excited to walk around the beautiful little town. We had a guided tour that morning of </span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="Century Gothic","sans-serif"; font-family:";">Český Krumlov</span>. </span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">It was so incredibly beautiful that it’s so hard for me to put into words! It is my new favorite city, second to Prague of course. The cobblestone streets just weave in and out as the Vltava beautifully curves back and forth carving the city into its little shape with the castle at the top of the hill looming over the city, but beautifully built into the hill. The walking tour took us all around the city, and then up to the castle and through the many courtyards there. The view from the castle was absolutely breathtaking, just looking down on all of the little red roofs, with the river curving around, and the mountains in the distance. It was definitely nothing short of amazing. <br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0wCX4QtqnqGgQbGiCYhUt03WUhGyf8e3sVdozr1VYGkvIdgJ1KlZGYufVsuwUaKT1fYRl_oYHrZ0TXjdnYhxuBeEswy-LtKQ8W23jjE0yxcc1o8gvVa7WnC75UWppmjhY69b7n4HyhH0/s1600-h/CIMG0593.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0wCX4QtqnqGgQbGiCYhUt03WUhGyf8e3sVdozr1VYGkvIdgJ1KlZGYufVsuwUaKT1fYRl_oYHrZ0TXjdnYhxuBeEswy-LtKQ8W23jjE0yxcc1o8gvVa7WnC75UWppmjhY69b7n4HyhH0/s400/CIMG0593.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316921690653898818" /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span">After our tour we were set free to walk around the city for a few hours. We found a great Italian restaurant to eat at, and then just moseyed around the town enjoying the wonderful sunshine and discovering little niches of the city. We hopped in and out of little shops finding some great things; my first find was a Czech cookbook that was actually in English! I was so excited. As we made our way back to the hostel, we had some time to kill and realized there was an art gallery right down the street. We wandered in and discovered they had some really small prints of local art all matted and ready to frame. We rifled through the stacks, finding some really great prints of Prague and Český Krumlov</span>. I always love finding local art from the city I am in, and this made my trip ten times better. We then met back at the hostel to get our bags and headed back to the bus and back to our beloved Praha. It’s always nice to get back to Praha, I can’t believe how much it feels like home these days.<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="Century Gothic","sans-serif"; font-family:";">When I returned to Prague I was definitely excited to have a package from my mom! Of course the most important part of the package was the medicine she sent me, but let’s not forget the 2 boxes of Girl Scout cookies! And of course my favorites Thin Mints & Peanut Butter Patties! I love you MOM!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihMXyAoBBUIOhaWuCmze2P7FPlRCU4WHcicq7IY_yPqVzV81ysuusple_JHUMQJJZXghVT2-nqsjSQ0jvztSxsg8EYu3QmM3v5N3rIpp3MtfYvmJY6OoXUJV9APoly50r7h-qzDME8ZoQ/s1600-h/CIMG0643.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihMXyAoBBUIOhaWuCmze2P7FPlRCU4WHcicq7IY_yPqVzV81ysuusple_JHUMQJJZXghVT2-nqsjSQ0jvztSxsg8EYu3QmM3v5N3rIpp3MtfYvmJY6OoXUJV9APoly50r7h-qzDME8ZoQ/s400/CIMG0643.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316924218519888418" /></a></span></span><span style="Century Gothic","sans-serif"font-family:";"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal">Here's more photos from the trip.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2066869&id=66801211&l=7c410df614">South Bohemia</a></p><p class="MsoNormal">Until next time.....I love you all, miss you more than you know, and am still having the time of my life.</p><p class="MsoNormal">xoxo</p><p class="MsoNormal">S</p></div>Staci Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01792994834264298542noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5273389298630432242.post-29095152879670510402009-03-10T15:55:00.001-07:002009-03-10T16:02:19.309-07:0026 Days, a Laundry Mat, and Moravia<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="Arial","sans-serif"font-family:";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">So now I find myself 26 days into my adventure, and I haven’t blogged since the 5</span><sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">th</span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> day. I still feel like I just got here and almost can’t believe I have been here for nearly a month. So much has happened since my last blog, so I won’t make this one extremely long, I promise to post a new one every couple days. Let me just talk about the rest of my first week here and my first trip away from Prague. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="Arial","sans-serif"font-family:";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">I would not say that this day was my worst day since getting to Praha because I don’t think I can have a completely terrible day here, but it was on the top of my not so fun days. After being here for a week, and getting ready to go on a weekend trip, Caitie and I decided to venture out and find a Laundromat. Well it seemed easy enough. We loaded up our rolling suitcases because that seemed to be the smart thing to do. We then went one stop up on the metro….And proceeded through some crazy construction, to only find the laundry mat that we found online abandoned. So we hauled our stuff back to the metro to try Plan B. We got off the Metro at the right stop, but then got confused and went down the wrong street, then turned back…Finally found it in this really posh mall. Which confuses the hell out of me why a laundry mat would be in a mall, but anyway, at least we found it. We then waited on everything to get done, and it cost about $15 which isn’t too bad considering I actually got to dry all of my clothes. I was worried I wouldn’t be able to dry my jeans and that upset me greatly. After our laundry fiasco we decided to just get a snack. So we popped into McDonalds, with our luggage mind you, just to get a sandwich or something. Well the menu was in Czech and we couldn’t figure out how to order just a sandwich, or just fries, so we ended up ordering a value meal. Although I mistakenly ordered two number twos because I was gesturing that I wanted a number two and she thought I meant two of them. And then Caitie ordered another value meal, so we had 3 for 2 of us. We felt like fatties because the lady supersized our order, which means we got a large coke, a sandwich, a large fry, and an order of fried cheese. Needless to say we took most of the food home with us and decided to not go out the rest of the day because we decided we would just screw something else up. But by the way, McDonalds fried cheese is AMAZING. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="Arial","sans-serif"font-family:";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">The next day we left for Moravia, which as I mentioned before is in the eastern part of the Czech Republic. Quite a few people I already knew went on the trip, and I met so many more amazing people. On the trip we visited four towns and many different sites along the way as well. The first day we left campus at around 7:45a and headed to the town of Kutna Hora. Once arriving there we visited the Italian Court, which was the main silver mint back when they started making Czech money. It had some beautifully painted ceilings and wall frescoes and was interesting to see the different coins that each King put into circulation. They actually had a guy reenacting how they stamped the small pieces of metal. When we were done there we went to a small restaurant and ate lunch. I am still so in love with the food here, especially this red cabbage that they make and serve with meats and dumplings, it is delicious. After lunch we made it towards St. Barbara’s Cathedral. At this point I must mention there were about 4-5 inches of snow on the ground and it was still snowing. We had had a mini snowball fight when we got off of the bus, but walking to the cathedral became an all out war. Everyone was ambushing everyone else. Even another tour group of French students joined in. But they waved a white flag and called a truce. We finally made it inside of the cathedral and walked around looking at the absolute beauty of it. I still can’t believe how beautiful all of these old Cathedrals and churches are. After that, our trip leaders, Martin and Tomas, decided we should have a snowman building competition, so we split into teams, preferably into teams of people that didn’t know each other. So we spent about 45 minutes making snowmen…My groups sort of looked like ET. After that we headed back to the bus and on through the town to Kostnice. Which roughly translated means the Bone Museum. It is an old church that has all of these bones arranged in chandeliers and into interesting shrine like things. All of the bones were from people that died during the plague in the 14</span><sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">th</span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> century and there was a high demand to be buried in the cemetery the church rests on. So they were all piled in this church. In the 18</span><sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">th</span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> century a half blind monk was hired to assemble the bones of the 40,000 dead people into sculptures. And that is what you see today. Kind of eerie and morbid and ridiculously cool all at the same time. After Kostnice it was off to Olomouc. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="Arial","sans-serif"font-family:";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">We didn’t arrive to Olomouc until around 7p. We arrived and dropped our bags at the dorms we were staying at, which were a lot like ours, but a lot nicer. After that we ate dinner at the Olomouc Town hall and enjoyed a few beers. It was nice to sit and chat and get to know people a little better. Around 10 we made our way to a small club in town. The walk through town was quite beautiful after dark and we found a very beautiful spot in the middle of town. Almost every town in the Czech Republic has a Plague Column, they are tributes to the many people that died in the Czech Republic from the Black Plague. We turned a corner and were greeted with this beautiful column that was lit just right and also from behind, so it just became this beacon of light. We took it as a photo op and came out with a great shot from Diana’s camera. We finally made it to the club and it was a little sketchy, but we weren’t too worried so we started to enjoy ourselves. Like most clubs here it was completed with techno music and a stripper pole. But we realized that upstairs there was more of a lounge type setting and we went up there and waited on everyone else to show up while enjoying Heineken and the conversation. When everyone else showed up we hit the dance floor and got a little crazy as usual. Somehow by the time we left me and Caitie remembered how to get back to our dorm and realized that we had some interesting roommates. Our roommates happened to be the trip leaders, Martin and Tomas. And when we got back from the club they decided to run around our flat in their boxer briefs and boxers respectively. Needless to say we made it to sleep by 4a and woke up at 7a.<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4RBFI6-3wPmz2Kd0czQCaZrbP18KquZp3Bzj3A2BgKp8O1Q7RMKr3pszocBQrPiQH1nA1jhgy0l6yttP9JgTNRGkpkcAdBPm2qquSMgzjwJ88vspUJYBzkDog84pvQYoixso1Tfdypg8/s1600-h/n17015291_38022371_9583.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4RBFI6-3wPmz2Kd0czQCaZrbP18KquZp3Bzj3A2BgKp8O1Q7RMKr3pszocBQrPiQH1nA1jhgy0l6yttP9JgTNRGkpkcAdBPm2qquSMgzjwJ88vspUJYBzkDog84pvQYoixso1Tfdypg8/s400/n17015291_38022371_9583.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311696757903152386" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops:84.75pt"><span style="Arial","sans-serif"font-family:";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">The next morning, day two of the trip, we awoke and had a walking tour of the city of Olomouc.</span><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">The town was very pretty, but I enjoyed walking around it more at night. After the tour we all piled on the bus and drove forever to a cave called Macocha in the middle of nowhere in the mountains. It had continued to snow so there was probably about 6 inches or more of snow on the ground. On the way to the cave there was a car stuck in the ditch so our bus driver stopped and we pulled the car out. I will take the time now to say our bus driver was amazing. He didn’t speak English but he just smiled at all of us really precious like. At Macocha there is an underground river called the Punkev that runs through part of the cave. There were these really fabulous rock formations within, all kinds of stalactites and stalagmites. Once we got to the river we got into a boat and road it through the rest of the cave, nearly missing many low hanging formations. The reflections from the top of the cave to the water were absolutely breathtaking. After we were finished at the cave we made our way to Mikulov. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops:84.75pt"><span style="Arial","sans-serif"font-family:";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Once arriving in Mikulov we dropped our bags at the hostel and got ready for the evening. We went to a wine cellar on top of the hill in Mikulov. It was in this old little house that was built into the side of the hill so there was rock on the inside of it that met with the man made walls, it was pretty amazing. They then served us a delicious dinner of pork and potatoes, and a red and a white wine. After the main course they brought out potato pancakes that were absolutely delicious. During this time we were testing many different wines. I think we tasted around 6 or so, most of them were pretty good. After the potato pancakes and during the wine tasting they brought us some smoked ham and cheese. I swear we ate so much that night. We left kicked the winery at around midnight. Diana, Lauri, Tobbe, and I decided not to go with the group back to the hostel, so we wandered around and found a little hole in the wall pub to get a few beers at. We stayed there for a couple hours enjoying ourselves and our conversation. We then were walking back to the hostel and found a dance club. We ran into a few people from our trip and stayed there until they kicked us out at 5a. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops:84.75pt"><span style="Arial","sans-serif"font-family:";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">The next morning we didn’t have anything scheduled so we slept in and took our time getting ready because we weren’t leaving for Brno until 11:30 or so. So we finally left for Brno and it was only about a 45 minute drive. We got to Brno and ate lunch and walked around the city a bit. After that we made our way to the top of the city to Spilberk Castle. We toured the dungeon there and it was pretty cool. And it was still snowing so we were examining all of the snowflakes and they were so perfect it was unreal. After the tour we made the short trip back to our bus, and got ready for our return to Praha. All of us exhausted and ready to be back in our dorms.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops:84.75pt"><span style="Arial","sans-serif"font-family:";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">I know this is incredibly long, but I hope you made it through it. I will hopefully fill you in on more of my adventure very soon, there are many other things to catch you up on! So stay tuned for another installment. Until then…..Here are some picture from the city of Prague, and from Moravia, and some of my incredible friends. And don't worry, I'm really not drinking all that much! :)</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops:84.75pt"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2065030&id=66801211&l=4c533">Prague</a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops:84.75pt"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2065538&id=66801211&l=2b7e9">Moravia</a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops:84.75pt"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2065034&id=66801211&l=49882">Friends</a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops:84.75pt"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2066036&id=66801211&l=a1a68">More Friends</a></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops:84.75pt"><span style="Arial","sans-serif"font-family:";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">xoxo</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops:84.75pt"><span style="Arial","sans-serif"font-family:";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">-S</span><o:p></o:p></span></p>Staci Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01792994834264298542noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5273389298630432242.post-8113929718533524032009-02-17T15:19:00.000-08:002009-02-17T16:33:23.358-08:00It's Finally Real<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">I'm finally here and have been for 5 days now. It's hard to believe that we are here, and at the same time it's hard to imagine not being here. I've already fallen in love with the city, my school, and the people. So much has happened in the past six days that it's hard for me to write it all here. </span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">I suppose I will start with the beginning of my journey. I like to call it delayed flights and lost luggage. Our first flight was delayed, making us almost miss our first connecting flight. Then that flight was late getting to London, so we almost missed our flight to Prague. I think the most funny part of my travel is a tie between getting made fun of by Brits on my transatlantic flight and running through the London Heathrow airport without shoes on. It was a long journey to say the least and we finally arrived in Praha, about 16 hours after leaving Kansas City. I traveled with Jason, and we met up with a lot of other friends on the flight from London. Baggage claim was a nightmare. My worst fear of losing my luggage actually happened. Jason and I's were both lost in Philadelphia, so we had to fill out some paperwork with a sort of unpleasant Czech lady. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">We then met up with our Czech buddies who were preciously waiting for us all in a little group. We then made our way to our home for the next four and a half months by way of bus. We are all living in Masarykova Kolej. The next few hours were full of paperwork and running around campus. Filling out dorm agreements, getting student id cards, and metro passes. My buddy was very helpful with all of this! :) I had intentions of a nap after so much commotion, but came back to find my roommate Caitie, who I know from KSU leaving for IKEA with her buddy, so of course I tagged along. We just went for necessities such as sheets, hangers, a blanket, and a towel. Once back from shopping we went to dinner not far away from campus at a sandwich type place called Boulevard Crocodile. This was my first attempt at ordering food in Czech, I failed miserably. I have plenty of time to practice though! We then got my first Czech beer in the pub in the basement of our dorm, it was delish, but I was so tired we went to bed by midnight.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">We slept for 13 hours, and awoke ready to venture out into the city. I went to the city center with my two roommates from KSU, Caitie and Winifred, and two French boys both named Cyril that Caitie had met already. The city center is beautiful. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAInugO9F2ssKwJ9pdusPdcyNDsMUbMtB9BsQwEvkzgNtqlkqCfVgL7YhNBAAGSJVb4cJNJAsPfmnKQ_Ba6UpBUFiicKDTxjCXCv3StypyK-7cIH0tgLL0vgARj16wRkayp7QYLhyF7x4/s1600-h/CIMG0026.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAInugO9F2ssKwJ9pdusPdcyNDsMUbMtB9BsQwEvkzgNtqlkqCfVgL7YhNBAAGSJVb4cJNJAsPfmnKQ_Ba6UpBUFiicKDTxjCXCv3StypyK-7cIH0tgLL0vgARj16wRkayp7QYLhyF7x4/s320/CIMG0026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303927054427741042" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br />It’s so hard to explain what it’s like walking around such a beautiful old city with cobblestone streets and sidewalks and buildings from the 9</span></span><sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">th</span></span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> century passing you by. We found a perfect restaurant that served traditional Czech food. My first Czech meal was potato dumplings with smoked meat and cabbage. And of course a beer. My favorite beer is dark Budvar. <br /><br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUvvhiI1Z-nTC7_t_bAAp31Zk7lGeAaw1t5YlsvSYXjzE4gIXSyuJikOYHKutbnVmdxbwlLnP8NBF9oVD473tpoHcTcqxTdOdTnDUwlL_bhAy7_MqRyQQQjQvkU3-039uQOo1816K8Ki0/s1600-h/CIMG0012.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUvvhiI1Z-nTC7_t_bAAp31Zk7lGeAaw1t5YlsvSYXjzE4gIXSyuJikOYHKutbnVmdxbwlLnP8NBF9oVD473tpoHcTcqxTdOdTnDUwlL_bhAy7_MqRyQQQjQvkU3-039uQOo1816K8Ki0/s320/CIMG0012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303927048153894098" /></a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Me and Winifred then made our way to the Vltava River, which runs through the city. It beautifully curves along the streets revealing glimpses of the red roof buildings. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">That night we went out with a few of our KSU friends Czech buddies to a place called Image Bar. A bunch of international students went out that night so I met people from Germany, Finland, Netherlands, and France. And also more students from the Czech Republic. In Prague they love 80’s and 90’s American music. We danced to it at Image bar for awhile while downing delicious Czech beer called Gambrinus. I also experienced a new shot called a B-52. It’s Baileys, Kahlua, and Absinthe and then you light it on fire and stick a straw in it and take it as fast as you can because the straw catches on fire. Scary, but so fun and delicious. We then made our way to Lucerna Music Bar. They were having an 80’s & 90’s Video Dance party. It was ridiculously fun and sweaty. We danced on stage the whole time we were there…For about 4 hours! We then made it home by way of tram at around 3:30 am. Thankfully our Czech friends show us the way home since we are not familiar with the tram system yet. </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "><span style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtCgW4iYjKdwGr82HoYuoRbyrJk0BNwyDY1RWcciWBJDHJUzLKJnQ4TGs0pqMqFPdxJEC8_14zyikXqV3PHzoABjud0qH06E6A7ndAaxavHPZNKta4Rb62rmto-4Hsw6vLFsLH2KefcFk/s1600-h/CIMG0045.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtCgW4iYjKdwGr82HoYuoRbyrJk0BNwyDY1RWcciWBJDHJUzLKJnQ4TGs0pqMqFPdxJEC8_14zyikXqV3PHzoABjud0qH06E6A7ndAaxavHPZNKta4Rb62rmto-4Hsw6vLFsLH2KefcFk/s320/CIMG0045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303927061690345682" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span><span style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">When we got back to Masarykova I looked in the office and realized my luggage had been delivered and was very ecstatic to get it the next morning!</span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Day 3 was uneventful because I caught up more on sleep. Although we did go to a really delish Chinese restaurant that is really close to our dorm. My KC friends think Kin Lin! It's very good and cheap, which is always nice.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Day 4 was the beginning of orientation week. We had a meeting introducing us to the college and International Office. I know that I chose the right place to study after this meeting. Me and Diana ate lunch at a restaurant that afternoon, and the whole menu was in Czech. Thankfully we know how to ask if you speak English and our waitress did and translated the menu for us. We ended up ordering the same thing and it was delicious. I haven't tasted anything here yet I haven't liked. That evening we went to a welcome party for the International Student Club. It was at PM Bar and all of us traveled from the dorms together. It was quite an interesting journey getting 40 people on the same train at the metro.</span></span><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> At PM Bar we had dinner and of course. We stayed until almost 1 so we had plenty of time to meet lots of new people. I met more people from all over the world and am realizing this is going to be even more of an experience than I originally expected. I’ve met so many great people, and although some of their English is broken, it’s fun to be able to communicate and find out where everyone is from and what they are studying and everything. We made our way home again by tram, thanks to our Czech friends. <br /><br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRg5BM9sWUzCa3ezKzTHz2VOaXmxbGqdDzrM-uLOQE3SOufiAR2qmlJkUdffJDS16wk5xRnrghwKje8mLGhVv3XxYjKxbGuVmhnWV2BPhDLsRgWnNy4-NC96BSxeiivsZ-kgyPur7Mnes/s1600-h/CIMG0085.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRg5BM9sWUzCa3ezKzTHz2VOaXmxbGqdDzrM-uLOQE3SOufiAR2qmlJkUdffJDS16wk5xRnrghwKje8mLGhVv3XxYjKxbGuVmhnWV2BPhDLsRgWnNy4-NC96BSxeiivsZ-kgyPur7Mnes/s320/CIMG0085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303927070257204754" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Our morning meeting came way too early. Although it was good to find out what courses we can take. They do things a little differently here in the Czech Republic with their courses. You can go to any classes you want in your faculty the first week of class, and then at the end of the week, you register for the classes you liked. And also there are over 20 studios to choose from. I am going to take the interiors studio, although a couple of the architecture studios seemed interesting as well. It may be a tough decision. Later today we had a presentation on Czech culture and also all of the activities that ISC does. And they also presented the trips that are offered during Orientation Week. I am taking a trip to Moravia, which is Eastern Czech Republic, and also a trip to South Bohemia which is the area south of Prague.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">And this ends my ridiculously long post. I have been able to Skype a lot today with family and that makes me happy. And also makes me realize that I am living in a completely different world right now. But I also couldn't be happier. Until next time. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">-S</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;font-family:'Century Gothic';font-size:15px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 17px;font-family:'Century Gothic';font-size:15px;"><br /></span></div>Staci Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01792994834264298542noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5273389298630432242.post-65725983889504477992009-01-26T12:51:00.001-08:002009-01-26T13:11:34.751-08:00Anxiety AttacksSo I just keep getting more and more anxious. And I don't know what to do about it. 17 days and counting. <br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I received my visa last week....</div><div><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE0uQr90WBJw-WJQDFXcMg6aJDAlfql1L9W1CsmrTOK6QYFjAHXLuYTeq1e7rEmykOtV7mYixUZtIUFAp5ZdOICBv-xZQB9ePfXG7cXsNspH3-BpqX4Cl8XRrAfX7jxrZIZD18BEkX4CQ/s1600-h/CIMG2906.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE0uQr90WBJw-WJQDFXcMg6aJDAlfql1L9W1CsmrTOK6QYFjAHXLuYTeq1e7rEmykOtV7mYixUZtIUFAp5ZdOICBv-xZQB9ePfXG7cXsNspH3-BpqX4Cl8XRrAfX7jxrZIZD18BEkX4CQ/s320/CIMG2906.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295711918354054226" /></a><br /><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;">And got an e-mail from my Czech buddy, this is<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Jiří Havelka.</span></span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggrbpHHsL2DqNkmtJ8b_ebR-eMjUo_0uoKBKJJxeRSgH7Pg_2RTJrlF9Uhpnkw_hc71zkyFT3wDsf_xz06USw6nx97ruOmbSSOSUKvm7uxkXDYlDAqy4zdvgZ76VCNwjbZKjmBTlYBBwQ/s1600-h/jiri.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggrbpHHsL2DqNkmtJ8b_ebR-eMjUo_0uoKBKJJxeRSgH7Pg_2RTJrlF9Uhpnkw_hc71zkyFT3wDsf_xz06USw6nx97ruOmbSSOSUKvm7uxkXDYlDAqy4zdvgZ76VCNwjbZKjmBTlYBBwQ/s320/jiri.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295711926452785954" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Today I got a warm new hat....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj436EIjwgRxedLXT6jaGwRk_CfwVk9qbeQVNMwnsk6cpH9I_4lK8X0jOzuts02IStnF1puFcy_dj0o9rskluosgQC-NezgnlPhzWkM-b7YKsU07eSCmcsmTJnskY7PCaMPI1zz5cK8IsA/s1600-h/CIMG2907.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj436EIjwgRxedLXT6jaGwRk_CfwVk9qbeQVNMwnsk6cpH9I_4lK8X0jOzuts02IStnF1puFcy_dj0o9rskluosgQC-NezgnlPhzWkM-b7YKsU07eSCmcsmTJnskY7PCaMPI1zz5cK8IsA/s320/CIMG2907.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295711923583211442" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>And some pretty Czech currency.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC9DREmqyJXY03y0xz4GVOROTs8CgMIp3fHroqGhHxk_qsKIzMay9GcbKsg9hdv7ea0h8D5NV9iuaN5Rk0R6p04x-_MqQE1FGHNBCLIodyfl-lRQn4O0EYEqud-n5KJV5v7QwKw2LiK7E/s1600-h/CIMG2904.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC9DREmqyJXY03y0xz4GVOROTs8CgMIp3fHroqGhHxk_qsKIzMay9GcbKsg9hdv7ea0h8D5NV9iuaN5Rk0R6p04x-_MqQE1FGHNBCLIodyfl-lRQn4O0EYEqud-n5KJV5v7QwKw2LiK7E/s320/CIMG2904.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295711912541031650" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Now I'm making lists and lists of stuff to pack and do before I leave. </div>Staci Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01792994834264298542noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5273389298630432242.post-11071986405043608012009-01-11T23:06:00.000-08:002009-01-11T23:08:40.734-08:00Waiting for TakeoffAnother four and a half weeks until my journey begins, so until then this will have to do. I'm sure nothing noteworthy will happen between now and then, just random roadtrips and working at Joann's. And being anxious for my new adventure. Until then....Staci Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01792994834264298542noreply@blogger.com0