Ah well. This is what happens when friends come to visit.
So Jen arrived on the 10th and I managed to be pretty consistent with about a week of blog posts! go me! But since she got here my priorities kind of fell to the wayside and instead of studying for exams and writing papers I showed her and Caitlin Bradley (who arrived on the 11) around Prague and went out. I still got my work done, still studied, and am now finished with exams!!! Tegan arrives today, Jen leaves tomorrow, and Malia is coming tomorrow evening. I’m hoping for a few days of sunshine and relaxation–then off to Croatia! I love having my best friends with me in Prague.
This Photo: I was bored with my sunset photos on the beach. I took this on the Palm in Dubai outside the Atlantis hotel. Also I am filled with love for my friends and my family I will see soon! 
This Picture: I took this at the aquarium in the Dubai Mall. It was such an awesome aquarium that I’ll probs be posting a lot more pics of it.
From Wikipedia: The leafy sea dragon is found only in the waters of Australia from Kangaroo Island on the Southern shoreline to Jurien Bay on the Western shoreline. A biennial Leafy Sea Dragon Festival is held by the District Council of Yankalilla, South Australia. 
This Picture: mall
You can:
Ski Here
Pray Here
Bowl Here
Play Here
Watch Movies Here
Eat Here
Make Eyes at Cute Football Players Here
Get Free Makeovers Here
Spend all your money shopping here
Have Rando Men try to buy you Lunch Here
This city is ostentatious and opulent and absolute flash, but there are thousands upon thousands of Indians living here that aren’t a part of it. Most of them work as second-class citizens in the service industry. It’s disgusting actually, the kind of racism that is created here. Just like everywhere else in the world, the darker your skin is the more inferior you are. At the mall they don’t sell bronzer, they sell whitening cream.
But this is true in most countries out of the US and Europe.
Yesterday I went with my Dad and his friends to the Gold Souk (gold market), and all around it were stalls and people and food that belonged to India. The Gold Souk was ridiculous. Apparently all the gold in Dubai is super, super tacky because it’s 22 karat (as opposed to the 14 karat in the States, and 18 karat in India). This means it’s all gross and overly shiny. I’m not really attracted to gold like that. I thought this market was going to be an open-air type thing with gold spilling off of wooden carts and glinting in the oppressive Dubai sun. But, it was just a bunch of jewelry stores with gold stuff in the windows. Kind of pretty, but mostly tacky.
This photo: That’s me behind a bunch of necklaces. GOLD
This picture: Old Town Square in Prague. Basically the first place you probably go if you are visiting Prague for a weekend. That statue is Jan Hus, this famous guy that has pigeons all over him. On the left is a church where the only interesting I know is that the bigger tower is called Adam and the smaller is Eve.
Right now I’m in Dubai. I just got a makeover in the Emirates mall, (the one with the ski slope). My dad lives right in front of it. Yesterday I went to the beach and the marina, and roamed around this hot place. And God is it hot. And flashy. More lataaaaa. Maybe tomorrow I’ll put up a picture!
or, that is, I meant to. Out of the 5 or 6 different countries I’ve been to this semester, I’ve only managed to get one key. Whoops.
This picture: These are keys at the Beer Museum, U Fleků. It’s a small museum we went to for Czech class, with some worldCzech-famous beer that they brew in-house. It’s a brewery and restaurant in real-life, with really old stuff in it. It’s supposed to be some historic thing from like 1499. The beer is pretty expensive, though, and no one in our group tried any. You’d think they give out free samples or something after having to pay an entry fee. Lame. But hey, college makes you cheap.
And being Indian.
Ahhh, an 8 am beer. Only in the Czech Republic.
I’m currently sitting at the airport in Prague, on my way to Dubai, and the man next to me has a cold can of Czechland’s famous beer, Pilsner Urquell. I have a quick stop in Vienna, (where I was originally planning on going this weekend, haha). I should be boarding my flight any second now…
This picture: Czech tourists shops sell ridiculous things. What am I saying, all tourist shops sell ridiculous things. But, like a lot of things in the Czech Republic (music, jeans, hair…), much of the stuff sold in these stores is seriously outdated.These shirts always crack me up a little though. There are worse though, trust me.
Who still wears message tees?
Everyday that I have class I step out of the metro and head to the tram stop at Palackého Square. Everyday that I have class the sky across the river is absolutely beautiful. Everyday that I have my camera I can’t help but take a photo. This photo isn’t my usual riverfront snapshot, but it’s Palackého náměstí nonetheless.
I recognize that I’m not meant for blogging. I don’t know what it is about traveling and having nothing to do that makes me totally incapable of sitting down once a week to write about something amusing that has happened. I do this in my notebook in class, I just can’t do it on my computer.
So in repentence, I will try to upload a picture everyday that I am not traveling outside of Prague. Yes, everyday. Can I do it?
Probably not. But won’t you be impressed if I do?
This Peacock: My director, Jan, heard this peacock in a tree by this castle/mansion of Orlik thing we were visiting on our way home from the Holy Mountain of Pribram. Jan decided to throw a football at it so that it would come out of the tree. It proceeded to get mad, fly out (peacocks can fly!ish), then do a mating dance at this woman peacock who was chilling with her 2 peacock bitches.
Sunday I was supposed to update my blog.
Unfortunately I didn’t because I was so traumatized by the man we “caught” masturbating in Vysehrad park.
This weekend was special because I was supposed to have a bunch of friend come visit.
Caitlin from Ireland
Will and his friend Cat, from Grenoble
Scottie from Belgium
Monica from Barcelona
Kaleb from Guadalajara, Spain
Sadly, the I-can’t-believe-how-ridiculously-named volcano Eyjafjallajokull, erupted and halted air-transport all over Europe. So, Caitlin couldn’t come and Monica was stuck in Prague for an extra three days. I still had a great time, but I wish Caitlin could have made it to this magical city.
But on a non-magical note, back to masturbating-man. Basically Will, Cat, Monica and I were walking through the park and we passed by this man who was blatantly playing with himself on the path to Vysehrad church. We were all very offended, and Will ran away because, of course, he is afraid of naked people. Not that the man was naked, but he did have his dick completely out of his pants. It was horrific. I told a nun, she said she understood, but I don’t think she did. There were kids walking around and everything!
We spent a lovely hour-and-a-half in the park listening to some Spanish girl strum the guitar and talking about…er, stuff I don’t remember.
Then we headed back toward the river, and had to pass by the jerk-off’s spot. Lo and behold, he was STILL THERE. Unbelievable. He greeted us with an “ahoj!” and a smile, still palming his penis. This enraged me to no end, so I yelled, “what is WRONG with you?!” Then, I flicked him off and we walked away in disbelief.
The End.
