Hello Japan!

After an awesome week back home in Prague, which could be considered as a break, I took a plane again, this time in the other direction: over the vast plains of Siberia to the Japanese Islands. And, believe or not, I`m here in Kyoto having a time of my life again.

No surprise, everything is different here and everything is great. With one exception, the fermented soybeans. The food is delicious and not expensive. You can buy sushi at a convenience store very cheap. The bakeries here are unbelievable. Japanese people are very very nice and polite. The shinkansen trains are very fast. The architecture is great, both the ancient shrines and temples and the modern architecture as well. Streets are very clean. The cars are usually white or silver, maybe black sometimes, but no colors. They have two different types of toilets: on top of the list is the advanced western type, with tens of different buttons, you can only guess what each button does. On the bottom is the Japanese type, similar to a Turkish type, not every time equipped with soap nor toilet paper.

The last day in Kyoto is ahead of me, tomorrow we`re moving to Tokyo for the rest of the trip. If you want to see what is it like to be in Japan, please follow my picasa japanese photo set, I'm trying to upload couple pictures every day.

http://picasaweb.google.co.jp/k.samkova/HowToLearnJapaneseInOneDay

Back home. Culture shock again.

After quite a long period of time, there are couple things I need to get used to again. The distances! I decided to keep my running habit even when back home (nobody runs in here), so after the cat woke me up by punching my face at 4am, and because of a slight jet lag I wasn't able to get back to sleep, I went running. I expected that a run to a next village would be enough for 40 minutes, but. It wasn't. I was back in less than 15. Which means that the distance between 2 villages in here is equal to 12 blocks in Manhattan, Kansas. Ridiculous!

Feels good to be at home again.

P.S.: I'll try to keep updating this blog from time to time, for my evidence, for staying in touch with English language. And eventually I might finish the NYC story!

Hello Goodbye.

Was good, I'm full now but want some more.

My American adventure is coming to an end, last couple hours in Manhattan left. I'm kinda happy, kinda sad. Trying to fit all my stuff in one suitcase and one backpack (and one carry-on). Trying to sell the furniture we got with my roommates (goes pretty well!). Finally got a K-State T-Shirt. Actually three of them. Donated a BIG book to the library (can't take with me!). Returned my great green bike. Said goodbye to Liz and Howard, great people.

What's left? Wash the dishes, clean up this place which has been my home since August 2008. Pack. And hang out with my friends! And, well, that's it!

Final video

It might be too short for a final turn in, but. I am happy with the work I've done so far, even though I am pretty sure I could have been working much harder and produced something really cool and awesome. But I like my short and simple one. Enjoy.

Almost there

As you may have or may have not noticed, I gave up on writing about the great NYC trip which happened more than a month ago. Instead I'm gonna spend couple minutes describing boring general stuff, while waiting for my video to be rendered.

AAArgh, I'm having the time of my life here! I enjoy things happening in Manhattan (oh yes, believe or not, there is actually something happening here in the middle of America) more and more. I guess it's because all is gonna be over sooner than I would like it to be. And maybe because the studio is over as well. And the weather is nice. And birds sing. And all that kind of romantic stuff.

This is my advice for those lucky ones, who are coming next semester: Don't worry, it's gonna be awesome. But don't be that excited, you'll never have such great experience as I am having right now, because all those great people I was lucky to meet are graduating next week and they will be gone. I wish you meet some other great people who will show you what Midwest is all about. Good luck!

To summarize this really redundant post: I am alive and happy. And now back to the video. I'll post it as soon as it's done, promise.

...and again.

Long time no posts and this is not gonna change for a while. In between, I'm offering a big fat squirrel. Some parts of the picture have been censored.

Ok, I just wanted to say hello to my two regular readers. I am still alive and happy here in Manhattan, and I'm being sad about my close departure. I am having kind of hard time trying to successfully (three double-letters in one word huh!) complete all my 3 classes and balance between the quality of the output and the effort I put into it. Which means. I wanna sleep 6 hours a day at least! By this time in two weeks it's gonna be over and I guess I would be laying somewhere wasted and consciousless. And happy. This is enough for today, need to get some work done and support our national ice-hockey team in the match against Canada.

And another big news. I became an owner of this beautiful device called iPod. Briefly: iPod rocks, iTunes suck. I really hate when they're forcing me to do things i do not want to do. Like installing this apple mac program which is eating most of my memory righ now, they made me to register and so on. Where's the freedom huh? Well, anyhow, it was worth it and now i absolutely love this little cute black thing.

NYC, in between day One and Two again

Enjoy some new pictures from our KC trip on picasa!

Watch this. And read:

I had a really good time, except the first couple hours when my body was dying because of lack of sleep - and still, I know it's not good at all, but I'm gonna do that again and again. Well, only once, we're having only one more crit.

So, after 12 hours long recovery sleep I had a really good time hanging out in KC with my friends. Must say, if you're going to KC, have someone with you who is actually from KC, that will make your impression much better. Since my first visit in August I thought that KC is a dead city with no places to go or live and wasn't able to imagine why the hell people want to live in a place like that. Now I know. There's is something about KC.

NYC, in between day One and Two

It takes me obviously some time to put the very big NYC story into the computer, so, in between, enjoy my latest video product here:

NYC, Day Number One

Highlights of the day? Running in the Central Park of course! That was my first run after more than one lazy month. And the second thing I did in NYC. Curious what was the first one?

Let's start from the very beginning. My roommate Ondra took me to the airport, which was really kind of him, since I needed to be there at 5. 5am! So we left Manhattan, KS at about 2am and of course, got to the Flughafen waaay earlier than I needed. Okay, I know this is not exciting at all, but actually for me it is kinda exciting just to type in English so, please pardon me. Back to my story. Since then, it was just me with myself for the next couple of hours. I felt asleep on the plane, where I almost destroyed the tiny flip out table while sleeping. I had a really good sleep, so I missed all the I am sure beautiful aerial views of NYC.

My first contact with the city was exploring the Harlem. I got there by a city bus M60! and it was amazing just to watch how people are changing while you're approaching 125th Street. I was so amazed that I forgot to get out of the bus at my stop (Even though I really wasn't that sure which one it was). So, finally, a couple streets and minutes later, I was somewhere, didn't know much where, with my giant heavy backpack (books to send home), no more quarters for bus and a lonely planet city map, which wasn't that much helpful. Well, in the end it was. Usually I don't like wandering in a city with a map and guide book in my hands, but there, me, little eastern European girl with a big backpack, there was no way that someone could ever possibly think that I was NOT a tourist. Ok. So it took me a while to walk back all the way I rode by bus. But what I must say. I didn't feel unsafe at all. There is always someone in the streets. Even in Harlem. So, after couple minutes walking and wandering in the streets, I made it to our hostel and the big surprise of the day! It was as nice and as clean as it is described online (L-Hostel). So. Go for it! I have never ever been to such a clean hostel. Oh yes, maybe once, in Berlin (Generator Hostel, I loved their breakfast so much), but that's Germany, everything is super clean in Germany! And this was Harlem New York City! So far so good. What's next?

I had couple hours left till my sister was supposed to arrive, so I decided to try a small run in Central Park. That made my day, absolutely. Even though I wasn't that fit at all, it was the best thing I could have ever done. The weather was beautiful, nicely warm and sunny. I didn't take a map, so I just got lost in the Park, trying to explore as much as I could and as much as my legs could bare. I spent like 10 minutes just standing at the edge of Jaqueline Kennedy Reservoir and staring at all the beauty around me, my mouth open, of course. In reality everything was even more awesome and fabulous than in pictures or films. So now you know, how much I've enjoyed the Central Park, let's move on!

Big shift in time and place: Standing on the Times Square to meet my sister. In the beginning I was pretty sure that I was standing on the right place she told me to wait for her. After 20 minutes I wasn't that much sure anymore. But, eventually, we found ourselves (and it was me who was waiting on the right spot!). Almost forgot to mention how fascinating it was for me, see that many people in the streets. It was really refreshing after couple months spent in a small scale town. Actually I think for that twenty minutes, I was the only person standing in there, people were walking in every possible direction. Just amazing. But you've got sick of it really quickly. At least I got sick of it really quickly. Times Square is just too much. Too many people who have actually no idea why they are where there are. More than 50% were tourists taking pictures of every possible thing. Underground it was different and way more exciting. Musicians and performers in between streams of New Yorkers and others, rushing to catch their trains to work/home/wherever.

We decided to spend the first evening in the Meatpacking district. Walked a bit, explored the district a bit, we went to the giant apple store because it got a little chilly outside. I have never seen that many I-things at once! I resisted and didn't buy anything. They have quite nice glass staircase structure. I was surprised it was pretty solid when walking on it. No shaking or moving. We got hungry quickly (and it was chilly and windy outside), so we ended up in some nice and cozy dining place. My sis got her first 2009 real american burger (sorry but, So Long burger is better) and I got pretty delicious wrap stuffed with many things. And a beer! Brooklyn pilsner. Not bad at all, but not really significant flavor to remember. Even though the day number one was short, it was intense and I think I've got most impressions and excitement from this very first day. Uuh, I love this city so much!

Well well well. Welcome to Kansas!

Wow! This seems to be interesting finally! (Well maybe not, right now it's not that wild outside as it was couple hours ago).

I think if there was a tornado, I guess, I would not survive it. Both locations I spend usually most of the time are.. uh.. not really trustworthy. I mean our house (it seems its load-bearing structure is made of cardboard or something like that) and Seaton Court, of course. I've already described the condition of that ancient building in some of my previous posts and if there are some english speaking readers of my blogisek, i think they know already..

Delirious NYC

This is big! If this works out, you'll be reading my first (and only) spot in English! Hopefully. Ok, so. I've spent a wonderful spring break with my sister in the New York City! Oh yes, my dreams came true. I had my cool moleskine with me (it's IN!) and more or less recorded our whole adventure in words. And my notes are in English. So. That's why. Now I'm gonna try to transfer the whole story from the handwritten to the less personal computerized-blog-form. Huh, let's do it.

To be continued. Soon?

Restrooms

Ok, todle jsem si chtela zapsat uz hodne davno, protoze to je neco, na co jsem si musela dlouho zvykat a jeste jsem si na to nezvykla uplne.

Na VSECH verejnych zachodech co tu maji je VZDY u dveri kabinky asi 1 cm velka skvira po obou stranach. Takze teoreticky vas lidi co si myjou ruce nebo zevluji na zachodkach muzou videt. No stale si na to zvykam jak rikam, je to dost divny!

No a pristi spot uz bude mozna trochu normalni a pokusim se popsat, jak jsme se bozky mely ve meste americkych mest, New York City, zatim si muzete prohlednout moje krasne obrazky a smysluplne popisky na picase.

WTF?

Tak jo. Jednou to prijit muselo. Sice se mne tu pred tim snazili amici uchranit, ale nepovedlo. Vymyvani mozku je tady. Meli jsme veceri se vsemi internationals z celeho Manhattanu a jejich americkymi "kamarady". Jidlo bylo super mnam. Sice je to na zaludek trochu eee kdyz mate tisic druhu ruznych vetsinou domacich jidel, clovek nevi co si vybrat tak sni vsechno zeano. Ale kazdy sveho stesti strujcem, o tom jsem psat nechtela.


Zarazil mne asi 20ti minutovy proslov jisteho chlapika, ktery nam vypravel o svem zivote a rozhodnuti konvertovat na krestanstvi. To je vpohode zeano, jak jsem psala v souvislosti s jidlem, kazdy sveho stesti strujcem. Kdyz ale sve vypraveni stocil vicemene na to, ze Jezis je jedina spravna cesta a zadna jina neni, tak jsem si tam zacala pripadat opravdu divne. Jak jsem psala vyse, bylo tam opravdu hodne opravdu internationals, tzn. lide nejen z evropy nebo jinych zapadnich krestanskych civilizaci, ale i spoustu lidi z indie, ciny, japonska, afriky a ja nevim odkad jeste (48 zemi dohromady!). Tak ja vam nevim, v takovem kulturnim a nabozenskem mixu mi prijde trosku mimo vypravet o tom, ze cesta kterou si jedinec zvolil je jedina spravna. No nabyla jsem dojmu ze tedy ta zvlastni organizace, co se stara o internationals, ze to je takova skryta sekta.

Jidlo bylo dobre, ale co je moc, to je moc.

Sorry ale.

Tak jako tohle neni normalni. Neni to ani tyden co jsem mela zasnezene kolo a dneska.. Je rano a uz se clovek venku poti. 25 stupnu. Odpoledne 28. No je toto normalni?

Tak dnes pisu podruhe. Sedim u pocitace a cekam na uzasnou animaci, ktera bude trvat 3s a rendruje se uctyhodne 2 hodiny. Uz jsem si tu uvarila caj, uklidila stul a pripravila na cem budu pracovat do studia no a pak mne ten elan presel. Takze jsem se rozhodla obohatit svuj blozinek dalsim pojednanim o... Jeste nevim o cem!

Uz mame brezen, tak se mi to tu pomalu zacina chylit. Vicemene uz jenom 2 mesice skoly. Za chvili je springbreak a pak ocekavam, ze to utece rychlosti blesku a budu dom. Ach. No uz jsem trochu homesick, to ano. Nektere veci tu jsou lepsi jine horsi. Ale docela jsem si tu na ten malomestsky zivot zvykla a kdyz je clovek mobilni (auto uz nam zase jezdi, v blogovaci pauze jaksi vysumelo, ze nam chvili nejezdilo, ale vysolili jsme nejake dolary za automechanika a uz jsme zas motorizovani), tak se tu da i neco delat.

Minuly ctvrtek jsme se vypravili s klukama ze studia do Lawrence na prednasku. Lawrence je oaza uprostred stredozapadu. Je to jen hodinu od Manhattanu a kupodivu - lidi tam vypadaji jinak! Muzete tam narazit na podobnou skladbu obyvatel jako ve velkem meste. Je to take univerzitni mesto (KU - rivalove!), zase o trochu vic cool nez Manhattan. Jak to jenom delaji? Je tam mnohem vic kultury, jezdi tam hrat spoustu kapel. Da se tam koupit evropske jidlo. Maji tam super pivovar, recordstore kde se na deskach povaluji kocky a muzete si tam zahrat fotbalek (jazykova vsuvka - fotbalek se tu rekne fussball - nemcinari ha?), muzete ho taky zkusit rozbit a zjistit, ze se to vlastne rozbit ani neda, protoze ten panacek se da pridelat. A prednaska byla taky vydatna. Dan Rockhill je vyborny recnik. Na vlastni oci jsem se tedy presvedcila ze se v Kansasu take dela architektura. A delaji ji i studenti. Vlastnima rukama. Presvedcte se sami, stoji to za to.

Tak zas po nejake dobe. Abych navazala na predchozi prispevek. Noha uz je ok. Behat sice jeste nemuzu, ale vidim to tak na pristi tyden, az se zaroven trochu otepli. Berle jsem samozrejme dostala. A samozrejme jsem tam byla na kole. Trochu komicky pohled jet na kole a mit berle privazane vepredu na kosiku. No po dni jsem to vzdala a berly nechala jen na domaci pouziti. Udelali mi RTG aby zjistili, ze nic zlomeneho nemam, zmerili mne, zvazili (aj aj!) a predepsali mi meducinu. Achillovka. No ale ted uz ani nemusim brat drogy a vubec mne to neboli. Jenom to behani jeste musi chvili pockat.


Podle obrazku muzete usuzovat, ze na Kansas padla zima. No ne uplne, ve ctvrtek bylo zase hic na tricko a pak prask v patek v noci nam zaclo snezit. Ted je jeste zima, ale zas se to ma obratit k lepsimu. Ja tu asi o tech vykyvech pocasi pisu porad. No neprestava mne to fascinovat.

Musim rict, ze jsem moc spokojena s predmety co jsem si vybrala. Docela se to da zvladat a obcas u toho i spat. A nic podobneho FA ani nenabizi. Zato nabizi predmety ktere jsou pro praxi trochu vice nutne. Ve video seminari uz mame za sebou skoro 2 ukoly ze 4, leti to. Na to jak zatim vypada muj druhy ukol se muzete mrknout zde. Jeste to neni hotove, ale deadline uz hori trochu. Dostali jsme 3d model (Casa Gaspar), filosoficke povidani a to byly zakladni ingredience ze kterych jsme meli vychazet pri vyrobe naseho prvniho animovaneho filmu (muj jeste neni poradne rozanimovany, ale pracuje se na tom). Ja jsem si na zacatku stanovila limity ktere prekracovat nebudu, protoze zas tolik casu tu nemam, abych rendrovala ve dne v noci, takze moje story je opravdu tak jednoducha, ze uz to jednodussi byt nemuze. No vsak posudte sami. Zadne chodici 3d postavy, zadne padajici mice ani kdesicosi. Zamerila jsem se pouze a jenom na vystizeni atmosfery, jeste na tom budu muset trochu zapracovat.

Ouch.

Jeden by se mohl divit, proc zacinam opet psat tak casto. Sedim doma a nemuzu chodit, jauvajs! Mam asi zahadne zraneni paty, ktere po tydenni samolecbe neodezniva, takze zitra sednu na kolo a dovezu se k doktorovi. Doufam ze dostanu gips nebo berle, aby se mi pak zpet na tom kole jelo dobre, hihi. Jauvajs.

Tak a otazka za pet bodu: Kdopak pozna co je na obrazku nalevo? Haaa. Odpoved muzete najit v nekterem z predchozich zapisku nebo v moji picase ha. ...ano, neni to Praha, je to... a... chvile napeti! Denver! Bac.

Ulf se neboji zeptat. Tak se prihodilo, ze jsme se nasackovali do autobusu k landscape studentum, kteri delaji projekt do Denveru a meli ten vylet cely zasponozorovany od architektonicke firmy, ktera ma tamtez sidlo. Takze jsme se ocitli na palube docela luxusniho busu (zadarmo), stravili 8 hodin na ceste nekonecnymi kansaskymi planemi - da se to zazit nekde v Evrope? Je to skvele, siroko daleko nikde nic a nikde nikdo (obcas ani benzinky ne), jenom sirosira prerie kam oko dohledne. Do Denveru jsme prijeli az za tmy, takze byl na programu akorat tak jeden, dva, tri.. bary.

Druhy den rano jsem se vzbudila nezvykle brzo (7!) a protoze byl sraz az pozdeji, rozhodla jsem se jit se probehnout. Rano bylo mesto jeste mrtve (cekala jsem ze pres den bude zive, marne), coz bylo relativne prijemne v rezidencni casti, kdyz jsem dobehla ke kapitolu a mistnimu kulturnimu okrsku, uvitaly mne hloucky bezdomovcu, coz mi precijen dodalo energii do dalsiho behu. A pak. Bum bac. Jauvajs. Zatmelo se mi pred ocima. Bum bum bum. A konec si nepamatuju.

To byla prvni verze meho pribehu a ted ta druha: A pak. Bumbac. Jauvajs. Krucinal boli mne pata! Zvolnila jsem tempo behu do rychle chuze, pozdeji do pomale chuze a pak jsem se tak nejak dobelhala k hostelu doufajic, ze mne nebude chtit nekdo cestou prepadnout, protoze bych asi neutekla. No ale pryc od meho vazneho zraneni zpatky k Denveru. Denver ma rozhodne svoje kouzlo, nicmene muj naivni dojem ze silvestrovskeho vecera, ze v Denveru to zije, se zdal byt v pulce unora jaksi falesny. V Denveru to zije asi vic nez v Manhattanu, coz je umerne dano tomu, ze tam zije x krat vic lidi. Mesto podniklo nejake dobre kroky k navraceni zivota do downtownu, coz je problem, se kterym se potyka vetsina americkych mest, nicmene stale to neni ono. Zridili pesi zonu s obchody a Starbucksy na kazdem druhem rohu, jsou tam bary a hospody ale neco chybi.

Nicmene i presto radim Denver ke svym velmi oblibenym americkym mestum, protoze Denver ma HORY! (To je asi duvod proc ve meste nikdo neni, vsichni jsou na horach!) Sednete do auta a za pulhodiny jste na upati Rocky Mountains. To je jak sen. Ovsem pouze do te doby, nez nepoznate Boulder. Protoze Boulder je asi the coolest mestecko ever. Odhadem je o neco vetsi nez Manhattan, nicmene je asi 10x vic cool :) Je to vicemene take univerzitni mesto, primo na upati kopcu, maji spoustu parku, cyklostezky jsou protkane celym mestem, da se tam bez problemu koupit vysoce kvalitni jidlo (jeste ted mi je smutno ze to v Manhattanu nemame), kazdy tam je fit a lidi tam ziji a zivot si uzivaji. A take za to plati nehorazne penize. Najmy tam jsou drahe. No vznasi se mi nad hlavou bublina s otazkou "PhD v Boulderu"? Ach.

Napreskacku

Ackoliv si Kansasani stezuji jak je tu ta zima tuha, tak ja vam nevim, v unoru v jarni bunde, mne to moc tuhe neprijde.

Hostmama mne vytahla do zoo! Je to takova minizoo a pokud mate stesti a vase hostmama je kamaradka s pani, co prodava listky a ta pani je zaroven v nalade, tak vas tam pusti zadarmo.

Maji tam medveda, kteremu je 55 let, normalne se dozivaji 30. Tedy aspon tvrdi ze ho maji, protoze je zalezly a neni videt. Pry nevyleza, protoze je tak stary. No je to zamotany kolotoc proste! Taky tam maji praveho firefoxe, nejake opice, cheetah, kozy ktere si muzete ucesat a hrozne osklive cerne prase! A to je vse.

Take mne hostmama vzala na oba mistni hrbitovy a musim rict, ze mi malem spadla celist, kdyz jsem zjistila kolik moji hostmame doopravdy je (ma pripraveny nahrobek). Je ji opravdu hodne a vypada ze ji je tak o petinu let min. Jinak hrbitovy moc poeticke nejsou, muzete si dojet autem skoro az k nahrobku, fajn ne?

January izzz over.

Tak to nam to pekne leti. Myslim ze uz jsem nekde za pulkou. Brzy budu doma hahaaaaaa.

Moc noveho se nam tu v Manhattanu nedeje, chodime poctive do skoly a pak dom. Tento semestr bude asi trochu narocny intelektualne, zapsala jsem si totiz i jine predmety nez vodovky :) Krome studia, ktere bude probihat napinave vzhledem k tomu, ze to je posledni semestr tudiz vsichni vypracovavaji finalni projekt na podobne urovni jako u nas diplomy a berou to setsakra vazne. A pak tam jsem ja exchange student, ktery to zas tak vazne nebere. Proto si kazdy vybral projekt nejake budovy, tak ja abych se nenudila, jsem si vybrala rovnou cely komplex zahrnujici stanici metra, rychlodrahy a ja nevim co jeste. Nudit se asi moc nebudu mno. Dale mam zapsane 2 seminare, jeden je o architektonickych filmech (uz mame za sebou nataceni a pred sebou strihani), ktery bude casove asi hooodne narocny - finalni projekt ma byt nas vlastni minifilm, jakoze 3d. Pixar hadr preci neeee? Druhy seminar pojednava o kanalizaci a jeji reprezentaci ve filmu, v umeni a ja nevim co jeste. Proste veci o kterych se normalne moc nemluvi. Zacali jsme tim ze jsme zkoukli a rozebrali Matrix. Kdo by to byl rekl ze ten film ma uz 10 let?? Tenhle seminar bude taky hodne stavnaty a vydatny, pokud to preziju tak to bude stat za to.

No a posledni kredit jsem vyplacala na telocvik 2x tydne. Je to nejake cviceni vicemene pro holky, ale jsou tam zapsani i naci kluci, kteri se zrejme chteji koukat na ty holky :) Docela prijemne si protahnout telo. Sice takovety aerobiky a tadyto mi opravdu nejdou, coz jsem vedela i predtim (kurnik jsem snad jedina kdo je vzdy mimo rytmus!), ale coz. Mimoto se musim zcela nezistne pochlubit, ze se snazim hybat i mimoto. Budto plavat (bleee to je smrad ten chlor) nebo behat, dneska jsem si dala pekne do tela dvojitou davku - 4mile uh! Po vcerejsi intoxikaci jsem se musela odmenit.

Pristi vikend jedeme na vylet do Denveru, tak aspon bude nejake vzruso.

Ovsem novina tohoto tydne vazeni je tato: koupili jsme auto. Novina c. 2: zatim jezdi. Na takove to male jezdeni po Manhattanu to asi bude ok, na male vylety snad take, jinak uvidime. Ondra se totiz rozhodl, ze nepojede na nakup, dokud se auto nekoupi no, takze jsme vlastne tak nejak museli, protoze on by nam tu umrel hlady. Mame tam CD prehravac, tak uz palim at mame co poslouchat uiiii. Auto je to pekne stare a zachovale na prvni pohled, tak ja jenom doufam ze bude zachovale i na pohled druhy a nenecha nas na holickach nekde tady v te pousti, ktera je vsude okolo.

No a samozrejme se musim zminit o pocasi jak to tak byva v takovem tom typickem nezazivnem denickovem zapisu. Dneska jsme tu meli kraaaaaasne a teplo. Neco pres 20stupnu Celsia. Jeste pres tyden mrzlo hluboko pod nulou a prask a najednou toto. Zitra uz ma byt zase zima ale jeste ne mraz, ten az v pondeli hmm. To jsou veci. Najednou vidite lidi v parku (hlavne ti tloustici se nam nejak na slunicku vyrojili), mnohem vic lidi beha a venci psy a vubec. Docela prijemna zmena. Clovek pak ty mrazy nejak prezije kdyz ma jednou tydne takoveto lokalni oteplovani. To mi bude asi doma chybet.

Chlorine smell and 12 angry men

Tak jako. Muj novy spolubydla Ondra mne dneska vytah do bazenu! Zatim se to tady nikomu nepovedlo hm. Nojono, ono to chce trochu odvahy nemyslet na ty sunky co mam po trech letech sezeni na zadku, ale tak prezila jsem. Hihi. Akorat ze. Mensi problem. Od te doby mam porad vodu v pravem uchu a slysim na nej prd. Snad se to do rana nejak vstreba, samo!

Bazen je tady v urcite hodiny zadarmo. A maji tam skvele zarizeni, takovou kouzelnou krabicku, do ktere date plavky, zmacknete a za 10 sekund je vyndate suche. Neco jako odstredivka na salat. Takova odstredivka na plavky. Dost dobry.

Mam za sebou dalsi velmi americkou zkusenost, a to zensky basket. Protoze na nej chodi malo lidi, maji studenti vstup zadarmo. Ja mela stesti na ten nejhoneji navstiveny zapas sezony. Neco pres 7000 lidi. Zapomnela jsem dodat, ze to je zensky univerzitni tym. Huuuuh. Dovede si to nekdo predstavit u nas? Ja i po pul roce muzu zasnout jak se tu ty univerzitni sporty berou vazne. Vsichni maji samozrejme fialova tricka, muzete si koupit popcorn piti ja nevim co. Vsichni fandi jak o zivot. Kdyz se zrovna nehraje tak je o zabavu postarano jinak. Jedna velka show. Velka americka show. Toto je jeden z nejvetsich rozdilu asi mezi evropskymi a americkymi univerzitami. Tady fandi vzdy skoro cele mesto.

Tak to byla takova mensi kulturni vlozka a na dobrou noc vam napisu, ze prave koukam na 12 rozzlobenych muzu s Georgem Voskovcem a je to dobre. Blby no, porad neslysim na to ucho. Uiii.