What Happens in Prague...

Typical abroad experience in Prague includes (I imagine) seeing nice buildings, meeting Czech people, etc. You know, the normal things you go abroad for. MY abroad experience has taken a bit different of a path- one that would make Robert Frost proud. So two nights ago, I find myself in a very very creepy tower (think Scooby Doo tv shows) drinking tea in such a fashion as would lead one to think I was doing a new type of drug. After the tea shop closes, my group is taken on a tour of this creepy tower. Very cool. Unique. Somewhat scary. There was also a random Easter Island head statue outside the tower and a door that was simply labeled "Experimental Archeology". Nice.

Today had hopes of being a more mundane sort of day. We had our Czech final exam this morning. No, I am not fluent. Yes, we had a final after two weeks. Anyway, we were then scheduled a scavenger hut to be constructed by our individual teachers. My and Shelby's teacher is named Radka (although we have a less pleasant name for that we use on occassion... like today). Our tasks were (a) to find a certain park (b) go to "Peacock Hill" to see what's at the top of the hill and find out why it is named such and (c) find out what famous person lives on a certain street in this same area. She sends us walking across the bridge trains go across that is old and rusty. Shelby and I know this is going to go badly by the end of this first, shady leg of our journey. We stop into KFC, get directions, and are on our way to this mysterios park. Takes a while but we get there, no big problems. Then we see Peacock Hill which is devoid of peacock and actually a small mountain. We begin our climb. It is muddy. Long story short, Shelby ends up literally sliding down the mountain side in the mud. The climb is nearly impossible. When we do finally make it to the top of Peacock Hill, there are no peacocks and we are tired, sweaty, and muddy. Lovely. At least we get a great view of Prague though, yes? ... No. We are now on the top of this nearly deserted mountain, the park is long since gone and all the that is left in front of us are plains, a few buildings more towards town, and a black forest of desolution. Wonderful view (not).

So we leave. Screw the third task. That was just painful. We go to Radka's flat, where she insisted we meet her. She makes us come upstairs. This is our middle aged teacher. This is weird. She asks us to take a seat and then goes about getting water, etc. for her guests. She is thrilled we are there. We want to go home. Then we realize that the one magazine on the coffee table in front of us is called "Reflex". The cover is a naked woman's chest and lots of marijuana leaves. Now we really want to go. Before we make our big escape, though, we have to report what we have found. Turns out Radka has no idea why the mountain is called Peacock Hil and is a little confused why we climbed all the way to the top as we were originally asked to do. Thanks Radka. Final bit of information: famous guy who lives on that street is the house near the top of this mountain thing. He is a famous pop singer whose name I still do not know. Nonetheless, we apparently trespassed on his property.

The End. Love you too, Prague.