Yea…it’s been a while
There has just been no time. The boys (Frank and Ari) were in last week for their spring break, not to mention the difficulties of keeping up with a blog without internet. What’s a girl to do?
The weekend Ari arrived we went snowboarding about 3 hours outside of Prague. It was a splendid time, I hadn’t been in 3 or so years and it was Ari’s first time. We stayed with our roomate Eva’s czech friends that work at the ski resort as instructors. If the house from Fight Club existed in real life, it would be situated in the mountains of the Czech Republic, and we have stayed in it. We also disovered a new drinking game (I’m sure it would be silly sober as well)…
items needed: string, pen, beer bottle
1. Cut string long enough so that it can wrap around your waist and reach above your knees.
2. Tie the pen to the end of the string hanging between your legs.
3. Situate the string on your waist so that the part hanging is hanging behind you.
4. Stand with the beer bottle between your legs and try to get the end of the pen into the beer bottle without using your hands.
FUN
If you don’t get it, there are some pictures of me playing it on facebook. I think you’ll know them when you see them.
The next weekend Ari and I ventured to Berlin. We stayed in the Helter Skelter hostel, which I would highly recommend. It has a great, central location and cool atmosphere (as long as they aren’t playing shitty emo music… Taking Back Sunday, I loved you in jr high, but it was never meant to last baby.)
1. DEFINITELY go on the New Berlin pub crawl, and if you’re lucky your guide will be Simon, the sauciest lady I’ve ever met.
2. Don’t miss out on the Currywurst. I think I ate it 4 times in 2 days.
3. We got to witness an arrest, in full. All the way from beginning of confrontation, to arrival of police car, to exit of police car/ aftermath interrogation.
4. EXCELLENT STREET PERFORMERS. A band of men (I want to believe its a dad, and uncle, and two sons) who can breakdance, skateboard, and pop and lock like you wouldn’t believe.
5. Don’t try to do anything on Sunday (especially shopping) in German speaking countries, because they are CLOOOOSSSSED.
OK my patience for this blog has officially run out.
Until next time.
