Czech-ing In

Arrived at the airport only to find this gem-- "Faire du sport."

Starting the morning off right with some T-Swift.

Left my ♡ in Praha.

The unofficial official beer of Prague.

Bloop bloop.

It felt like I walked right into a storybook.

Cupcakes X John Lennon Wall.

Yellow Submarine.

Serenity.

(◡‿◡✿)

David Cerny - Babies.

"Before I die… go crazy."

Surrealism//Modern art?

How can I not fall in love with this city when it looks like this?

Absinth coffee?

Goth city, goth horses.

Old Town.

Cheers to a city where beer is cheaper than water.

A flea market/souvenir stands.

Jesse Pinkman was here?

Jazzing up the 2-hr city tour with some beer.

Franz Kafka.

The Prague Castle lit up at night. (Fun fact: Mick Jagger financed the installation of these castle lights)

The food was admittedly a bit TOO heavy.

A Snickers cake. Yum!

A bar where you're greeted by cute bartenders in crisp, collared shirts and suspenders.

Absinth for two.

Terrific cocktails.

He loved us.

Inside the castle walls.

Goodbye, Prague.


As with all my other previous posts, looking at these pictures brings on a wave of nostalgia. I want to go back! The beauty of nature, the hostel, the bars-- I miss it all! It felt nice to do a weekend getaway trip outside of western Europe where everything is actually normal priced. The ambiance of Prague was almost of a gothic feel. Maybe I'm just saying this because it was so different compared to the other European countries I went to. But I say gothic also because when Miranda and I were walking back home one night, we were creeped out out of our minds. It was so dark and foggy, there were barely any street lights, and all the statues looked like they were going to come alive. I was so scared that my brain was imagining things; I mistook a shoe hanging from a telephone wire for a man who hung himself!
Anyways, as I mentioned above, Mira, Bekz, and I took an obnoxious "candid" laughing picture in front of a Holocaust monument. We genuinely didn't know at first, but found out after taking the picture. And of course, it probably didn't help that we kept yelling out, "When in Russia!"
It's crazy how much the prices dropped as we went further east. I'm pretty sure we were able to buy a full meal for about $7 per person. And the alcohol? Don't even get me started. Beer is actually cheaper than water! A pint costed us about $1-2, whereas a tiny water bottle costed about $3! But after being in France for five months, we couldn't take the heavy Czech food for too long. I think a weekend was the just the right amount of time.

J'adorait Praha. L'ambiance est un chose que c'est difficile d'expliquer. Il faut qu'on va à cette ville et faire l'expérience de comprendre. Il y a beaucoup des lieux que je veux visiter et je suis triste que je n'ai pas beaucoup de temps en l'été de visiter touts les lieux. Toutefois, je suis heureuse que j'ai visité Praha en l'hiver parce que je pense que c'est plus beau en l'hiver. C'est tout pour maintenant. J'espère que je peux avoir plus de choses à dire en français mais c'est difficile parce que j'explique touts les choses en anglais. Peut être je vais faire la demi de l'explication en anglais et l'autre demi en français. Mm, probablement pas. Désolée.

Going Forth Into The North (Of Holland)

Our first night in the barn house. 

Went out for Thai food on the first night. Yum!

The wifi wasn't working at the house so the owner offered us free beer.

A home cooked breakfast by yours truly.

Mama and I next to the house.

They had a trampoline! Me waving to the bull.

Derek looking like a young Robert DeNiro.

The view from the back of the barn.

Holy cow!

My beautiful mama looking so serene and joyous. 

Mia pondering about life. 

The Doors coffee shop.

At the Heineken Brewery.

Cheers!

Mac DeMarco + awkwardly desperate hand.

The road we had to walk on to get to the nearest bus stop.

Dutch pancake. Yum!

Cloggy + I.

The canals of Amsterdam are so beautiful.

A scary thing I found at the Hash Marijuana + Hemp Museum.

Hm.

Me asking Derek if I'm prettier than this flower.

A torture instrument from the Torture Museum.

Derek.

Indonesian food. Yum!

Goodbye, Amsterdam.


Amsterdam was a lot more relaxing than London. Could it have been because of the fact that we didn't have a working telephone in this country? Or that we didn't have wifi at the home? Or that our home was a barn house? Or it could have been the fact that we were exhausted from our previous travels. Either way, all these factors turned out to be for the good because our trip to Amsterdam was definitely an unforgettable experience.
Let's see, to get groceries, Mia and Derek had to bike to the nearest town, which I believe was a few miles away. I still remember their expressions as I heard their heavy breathing coming through the door and they each had two bags of groceries... and I was greeting them from the sofa, laying down, while watching Family Guy. They looked liked they wanted to murder me. I love you guys ♡
Another fond memory is the night of the Mac DeMarco show. It was a great performance, no doubt, but it was the way back home that stood to be more memorable. We were trying to get home via bus and then walk home, but of course, Mia and I trying to figure this out is like two birds trying to swim through Mount Everest. Exactly, it just doesn't make sense. So we get on the bus and ask someone if they could call a taxi for us and luckily, she says yes and tells us that the taxi will pick us up at the next stop. So we get off at this random stop and start waiting. And waiting. We are completely lost in who knows where, without a working phone, and what do you know, it starts raining. We start panicking and praying, and when we're about to lose all hope, A TAXI COMES. Hallelujah. Even though it took the taxi driver 10 extra dollars' worth of time to find our barn house, we didn't care. The fact that he came was a miracle to us. Thinking back, Amsterdam was probably my favorite and most memorable city I've visited so far.

Il n'y a pas beaucoup des choses à dire en français parce que j'ai expliqué tout le chose que j'ai voulu de dire en anglais. C'est bizarre parce que je pense que mon français a amélioré mais je suis pas sûr. Vraiment, avant je suis arrivé et maintenant et différente mais pour moi, le français est encore un langue étrange. Il faut que je pratique plus.