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Monday, November 30, 2009

Seasonal changes

With every change of the season I get the 'bug'.

Don't worry it's not the flu bug.

Thankfully not the bugs which settle their home in your hair.

And nope, not a new insectly pet.

It's the bug for change! Sometimes I rearrange my apartment or visit a random place in Prague.

This time the change was extreme - but I'm happy with it!

This is a photo of me preparing for a lecture and with the new 'adult' colouring in my hair.

Friday, November 27, 2009

First Thanksgiving

This Thursday I hosted my first Thanksgiving dinner party, so thought it only appropriate to tell the story of the first Thanksgiving. Well, one version of it!

With help from:
  • the Indian Maiden ('woo woo woo woo!' - Indian hooting)
  • the Pilgrim Father ('chop chop chop' - cutting wood).
  • the Indian Chief ('How!')
  • and the Pilgrim Mother ('psheap psheap psheap' - did you know the sewing sounds like this?)
We all told the story together!

Here's the crew:
We enjoyed a semi-traditional meal for Thanksgiving and lots of good laughs! It will certainly be a day I will remember for years to come and laugh just looking at the photos.

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Kde bývate?

This is what most apartment blocks look like in Prague. In the last years many of them have had cosmetic surgery and become colourful and attractive, but still nonetheless they are characterless.

That is what I thought until on some recent ventures throughout the city and among side-streets I found the following hidden oddities.These houses are in the middle of an area of Prague which no one would boast to say they come from. It's rather a place for the 'down & outs', but amidst it all someone has creativity!

I should have taken more photos of where this blue apartment block was located because there were at least four other buildings built in this same way, but one orange, one pink, one yellow, one peach, etc. It was really fascinating - and so out of place!

Monday, November 23, 2009

Some of Prague's hidden treasures

Prague is bursting with museums and galleries. In the last month I visited a number of them. Granted I don't get very excited about such things, but I do see their value and venture out for these experiences as much as possible.

Last Saturday I visited a small but colourful Charles Bridge Museum. I'm not sure it was worth the 150 CZK (8.60 USD) but I'm glad I went. AND included in the cost of the museum visit was an Espresso and a small strong drink in the Museum's cafe, which not all my readers would welcome. Nonetheless on a cold November day both drinks were appreciated - particularly because they were included in the price of this museum trip!The cake you see is much better looking then it tasted. Pistachio marzipan is not a particular dessert which ranks highly on my favourites. But this is the Czech dessert way - they look fantastic and taste, well, mediocre to put it mildly.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

A Welcoming and Tolerating Community

Late August a furry little vagabond appeared on the IBTS campus. He found his way in and out of everything on site. He could be seen sleeping on stairwells, in offices and wherever a bit of peace and quiet was available.


As a kitten, Arnošt became a welcomed part of our IBTS community. Though I must say 'welcomed' by some of our community simply means 'tolerated' by others.

He had the wonderfully playful characteristic of chasing and attacking everything that moved. (Including fingers while typing on keyboards and shoelaces of feet walking past!)

Learning that my new little Olympus has the option of videoing, I decided to give it a try:

This my first video attempt. So if it's unsuccessful, I've no qualms about taking it off and simply reverting back to basic photo illustrations.

Nonetheless - Enjoy~ !!

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Confession

Some people once they open a box of chocolates can't be separated from it until the entire box has been emptied.

Some people plan their days around their favourite television programmes in order not to miss the next dramatic events in the lives of their virtual friends.

Some people plonk themselves in front of the computer screen for a whole night fighting villains and building kingdoms.

Me?

I'm addicted to these:
















Absolutely love them! 15 CZK (.86 USD) for eight sticks of bliss. If they don't disappear on the trip home from the grocers (which is about 1% of the time), then they won't last 24 hours in my tiny refrigerator.

Even if the plans for the evening is to have a large meal with friends, these fake crab sticks magically vanish before hand. I open the plastic packet convinced that I will just have one as a quick appetizer so I won't faint on the way to dinner.

Then as I prepare myself for the outing, one by one the tasty sticks are consumed...

Ah well, I guess there are worse things to be addicted to!

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Kids

Up until last week, the only Abigail that I had much to do with has been the furry white goat on the top of our seminary hill.
Then along came this beauty. (Sorry, I do have an infatuation with pictures of crying babies)

She was born to my sister, Veronica, and I have to say it's really quite difficult not being there. I remember the same feelings when Abigail's older brother was born almost five years ago.