So, time to give you a little taste of what has actually been going on here in prague. And that is a lot. I've not even been here for an entire week, yet it seems like much, much longer.
The first weekend in prague was a whirlwind. I woke up early, after a long, jet lag induced slumber, and trooped downstairs with my compatriots for a complimentary breakfast at the Pension. I have come to love these breakfasts, as they are free, and I do not have to do any work preparing them, rather sumptuous. Though, they are very small.
Back on track.
Finishing breakfast, I headed outside with the group to meet our guide, the energetic Michael. With flowing golden locks and a perpetual open mouthed smile, he greeted us, and told us to follow him to the institute. We took a tram to the metro station Flora, and took the metro into old town.
Now, I had been floored by the intricate architecture and interesting atmosphere around the pension, but when I arrived in old town Prague, it was an entirely different world. I was surrounded by statues and churches and shops and people and markets and cars and trams and a hundred other things to occupy my darting eyes.
I didn't know what to think, and really didn't pay attention to where I was being led, I just sort of followed. From Mustek station to the institute, I was in a daze. We finally arrived at the institute, which is nestled into a tiny court yard, containing apartments, a tea shop, and the institute itself.
We were there for orientation, so we mostly sat around for a few hours, as they told us important things about the institute, and rules, and where our courses were, and other necessary tidbits. They also told us that the building containing the Institute was built around 1200. 1200 AD. I was sitting in, taking classes in, working and living in, a building hundreds of years older than the country I am a citizen of.
We were then taken from the institute by the faculty, and led around old town prague. There's not much to say, other than it is entirely spectacular. Around every corner is an ancient church, or a museum, or an exhibit of famous art. There are pigeons everywhere. Strange performances abound. I'll let some pictures do the talking.
We were then taken from the institute by the faculty, and led around old town prague. There's not much to say, other than it is entirely spectacular. Around every corner is an ancient church, or a museum, or an exhibit of famous art. There are pigeons everywhere. Strange performances abound. I'll let some pictures do the talking.
I'll be back to write more, but it's time for the institute to close.
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