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Why I love Prague (# 3)

Because it's actually considered cool to use English expressions here.



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D.B.J.P.

Děkuji Bůh (dneska) je pátek!

One lunch of gulášová polevka and rohliky, 25 crowns.
One large deposit to open an account with Planet DVD, 500 crowns.
Showing a movie in class next week, followed by a holiday? Priceless.

Now, what movie should I show them?

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Something even more awesome that 1-crown rohliky

First of all, I must apologize to all those out in blog-reading land (which is, I suppose, all of you), for having been so neglectful with the blogs. It's almost like this teaching jig is a full-time job or something. But, I am happy to report that Prague is still marvellous, the weather is still lovely, the beer is still delicious, and my students are still pretty dang cool. :)

Not only is today friday, and I have no more lessons until Monday ... today is also that most anticipated of days, that most satisfying of experiences, that realisation of compensation due, and that reassurance that, unlike Kramer as an economist, one really does have a job .... yes, today is pay day. Apparently someone thinks I'm a real-life teacher 'cuz they just gave me money for it!

However, don't pull that check out of the mailbox yet - we are still accepting donations for the "Fly Dan to Seattle/Croatia/DC/France" fund.

So, pretty cool. But do you want to know what's even more awesome than 1-crown rohliky ? Being excited to come to work.

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The Swingin' Flat, baby (yeah!)

You want to see how rockin' our new flat is? Well, do ya? Above is the view inside from our terrasse. You can just make out a piece of black leather furniture ... And is that a little champagne?? Why, yes, I believe it is! Well deserved, we thought.










On the left, the flatmates, Dan and Erica on our terrasse. Although I have lost weight, I'm the one on the right. =)

More to come once we pick up our teaching mess and take some nice pictures of the flat! :)

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The Gloves Come Off

That's it. No more exercises that involve Dan cutting up tiny slips of paper. This time I mean it.

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Let's Do the Time Warp - Clubbing

I knew we weren’t in Kansas, err, Washington, D.C. any more, when I noticed the sweaty guy in the green tank top up on stage getting down to Madonna. Arms flailing, hair matted to his head, singing as loud as he could, he was having the time of his life. And he wasn’t the only one.

A short description of the different kinds of dancers I’ve come across in my travels.

Washington, DC. I paid a $25 cover to get in here. I’m certainly not going to mess up my Versace suit by dancing. I am much, much too cool to dance.

Boulder, Colorado. What are those guys wearing? Are those JEANS? Who would wear jeans to a club? Hiking pants are the only thing to wear out, man, where else are you going to put your stash??

Florence, Italy. (Standing in front of the mirror) Ooh, look at you, sexy. Si, si, you look so buonissimo. I think I will buy you a sambuca. Va bene.

Dublin, Ireland. Right, so, one more pint, then I’ll go throw some shapes at that bird. If I time it right, I won’t even have to dance, I’ll just walk out and pick her up as she falls into my arms, like. Brilliant.

Amsterdam, Netherlands (reported by Erica). I wonder why everyone is moving away from me? Ah, they are just giving me space to dance. I wish I had an extra hand, holding both of these beers makes it hard to dance with – whoops! Spilled more beer!

Prague, Czech Republic. I don’t know if everyone can hear me, I should sing louder! “WHEN YOU CALL MY NAME, IT’S LIKE A LITTLE PRAYER, I’M DOWN ON MY KNEES…”. I wonder what the words mean. Hm. I’m glad I took off my shoes and wore a tank top because it’s sure hot in here!

I think maybe it’s something about the people here. They’re without pretense. They don’t dress fancy, and they don’t fault you if you don’t either. They don’t all make a lot of money, so they don’t worry about spending it on nice clubbing clothes. They are some of the nicest, most intellectual yet most down-to-Earth people I've met. They rock. Even if they do it to Madonna from time to time.

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