I'm ending this weekend on a high note. Though it's been a rough first week, I'm starting to come into my own. I've learned that even if you aren't thrilled by your night at first, a couple beers will go a long way in changing that.
I spent Friday night at a couple of quiet pubs, just sipping beer and easing into the nightlife here. Last night, however, was much different. It was probably the most I've smiled since I've been here, and for the first time I really didn't feel so alone. I stepped outside my comfort zone and went out to a bar with a huge group of University of Miami students. We went to a pub literally called The Pub, probably designed to attract tourists who can't pronounce the Czech word for pub. And at this place, everyone sits at a table with a tap in the middle of it, just refilling beers until you're about to give birth to a beer baby (mine's name was Zuzana, after our house mother). We just talked, learned about each other and played embarrassing drinking games until some ungodly hour of the night. It was nice to just let loose, and to think about something other than how stressed I have been.
And so today, everyone has been pretty mellow. We went on a tour of Pražský hrad (Prague Castle), and just walked around the city center. I did a lot of walking and getting lost yesterday as well. That tends to happen a lot here: walking and getting lost, I mean. And it's wonderful.
We have to wake up at some horrendous hour of the morning tomorrow. I'm going to Pilsen, the birthplace of Pilsner beer. Where will you be on your Monday?
This picture above, by the way, is where I go to school. It's a little more immaculate than Ryder Hall, don't you think?
This scene is always what I imagined Prague to be; orange rooftops, bleak skies and spires.
This is me being a happy camper.
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