Budapest

I had the opportunity to go visit my friend Emily in Budapest this last weekend and I had the most amazing time.  I have never been to Budapest before so I was very excited to explore a new country and a new city.  The trip started off on the best note when I was about to board the plane from Prague to Budapest and was told that I was selected to move up to "first class".  How cool is that.  I got to be the person who sits IN FRONT of the curtain instead of staring at the curtain in front of me and wondering what they were doing up there.  I got to see how the rich people live...with LEG ROOM!!! Oh my gosh!!!  Heaven!

Emily met me at the airport and we set off to explore the city.  We took a quick pit stop at her flat to drop off my stuff and taste her homemade goulash (which was fantastic) and then set off to see Budapest at night.  Emily lives on the Buda side of Budapest.  According to some of the other Fulbrighters, Emily lives on the Beverly Hills side of Budapest and I can see why they say that.  There are beautiful homes and a rich feel in the air.  Across the Danube is the Pest side which is considered the "touristy" side of Budapest.  Connecting two sides are many bridges that span the vast Danube.

One of the most famous bridges is the Chain Bridge.  Apparently the designer of the bridge claimed that he had made "the perfect" bridge.  He challenged anyone to find something wrong with the bridge and if someone found something wrong, he would jump from the bridge. People seeked and seeked and finally someone claimed that the lions at the end of the bridge had no tongues....that was the only thing wrong with the bridge...so the designer jumped from the bridge.

Emily took me to one of her favorite pub spots called, Frank Zappa.  We had a couple beers and we were able to just have some "girl time" and catch up.  It is amazing to me that 6 months ago, I had no idea who she was and I am so lucky to have met her and become friends.  She is an amazing person and I am so thankful we are friends.  After a couple hours, we headed back to her place and got some sleep.  We had a big day ahead of us (although we didn't know that at the time)

Saturday we met Kent (another American Fulbrighter teaching in Hungary) and Istvan (Emily's boyfriend) at the train station.  The four of us set out on all day walking tour of the city.  We walked EVERYWHERE and hit all the major spots of the city.  We started with the Castle and made it to watch the changing of the guards and then toured around the grounds.  Next to the Castle is the Fisherman's Wharf area.  I am not completely sure but I think that during the war, the fisherman would guard and protect the castle from that area.

After the castle, we walked across the Chain Bridge again and went to see Parliament.  Parliament is HUGE. The Parliament is one of the most photographed structure and you can see why.  Parliament is placed along the Danube and there are statues and monuments surrounding the area.  One of the most sentimental monuments to me was the Jewish Shoes Memorial.  There is a row of shoes that are made of metal that symbolize the hundreds and hundreds of dead Jewish bodies that were pulled from the Danube after WW2.

After Parliament we ventured to Vaci which is the "touristy" section of the Pest side.  We found a restaurant that was probably the classiest place I have eaten in in awhile and well worth it.  For a reasonable price we had a truly typical Hungarian meal.  We started with a bowl of Hungarian Goulash (I think Emily's was just as good) and then had Paprika Chicken on Hungarian pasta.  Finally for dessert we had a pancake with jam.  Hungarians are famous for their paprika and they put it on EVERYTHING but I glad it was absent from our dessert..that would have been a little odd tasting.

After lunch we walked off our meal by going to the St. Stephen's Cathedral.  There is a story behind the cathedral as well (but I can't really remember it) but I do know that St. Stephen's was so popular that when he died his right hand was removed and the bones were placed in an honorary case and placed in the Cathedral.  Emily refers to it as the "creepy right hand" and I definitely concur.

Our tour of Budapest was no way near to finished.  Emily and Isti then took us to Emily's favorite part of the city, Andrassy street.  It is a long street with many beautiful buildings and culture.  Unfortunately the weather was not on our side but the gray overcast didn't take away from the vision I had of the long street with spring flowers, rows of trees and serenity (even though everything was gray and still hiding from the winter frost).

Finally around 4:30 we topped off our tour with a stop at the Thermal Spa.  We shredded our street clothes, threw on our swim suits, and suffered the 30 second run from the main building to the warm outdoor pools.  Once in the pools, we were in heaven.  There were so many people in the pool but enough space to get relaxation.  Emily's boyfriend is so amazing and such a trooper and since he lost the "not it" game, we sent him to find out what is the other building.  He returned to tell us that there was a whole other world of pools.  We endured the freezing temperature and raced inside the next building and inside we found at least 15 more pools of warm water.  We settled on one of the last rooms and rested our souls in the hands of Mother Earth.  Looking around the walls and decor, it is easy to picture yourself living in Roman times and all I needed was a hot gladiator feeding me mouth watering grapes (instead of my body looking like one) and life would be perfect :)

After our 3 hours we braved the sub zero temperatures and ran back to the main building, changed and headed back to Emily's.  We had an amazing "typical" American dinner and made soft tacos, drank margaritas and then headed out to explore the night life of Budapest.  We visited 2 dance clubs and then ended up on some random island and went to this dance club called Studio.  It was seriously like I was in Vegas.  The club was huge with beautiful women dressed as angels and men dressed as devils swung from high in the air and the DJ played non stop continuous techno that made your heart feel like it would actually beat out of your chest.  I actually really liked the atmosphere and it would be a great place to get dressed up and got out too but it was so late in the night that we were all exhausted so we called it an early night (or actually early morning) and went home.

Sunday, we woke up and after some food at the local fast food Mexican restaurant, said our goodbyes and went our own ways home.  I just had the best time and I am so glad that I got to hang out with Kent and Emily, meet her boyfriend, and see a new city.  Budapest is definitely a city that I am going to go back to. Thanks Emily for having me!  I really did have the best weekend!

Completely Random

So the other morning, I decided to take an early morning walk around the Jordan (lake in Tabor).  The lake is frozen and on my walk there is a small little swimming hole along the path.  As I was walking I see some ducks swimming in the swimming hole and all of a sudden, my eyes focused on this big, fat man walking out of the swimming hole, NAKED.  I am really trying to get over my "American" nudity shyness, but the look on my face was probably priceless.  I couldn't stop and turn back, that would be awkward and the fully clothed man that was standing on the trail didn't seem to have a problem talking to the naked man drying himself off with his towel.  So I continued walking past the naked man and walked another 5 minutes and had to turn around to get back to school to start the day. So lucky me, I got to see naked man TWICE.  As soon as I got back to school I had to tell Romana and Zuzka what I had seen and they said it was normal :)...ahhhhh Czech culture.  I love that I learn and see something new everyday :)

PS.  I did have my camera, but I was in too much shock to actually stop and take a picture so unfortunately there is no picture included in this post.

Belgium Exchange

After months of preparation, the Belgiums finally arrived on Saturday Feb 5th.  Ida and I have been planning for months on the activities to do and trying to make sure they would have the best experience.  In many European schools kids get to participate in exchanges to foreign countries.  The students in the French section usually go to France, etc and our Czech students are participating in a Belgium exchange.  30 students from Belgium were matched up with 30 of our Czech students.  Ida had many many meetings with the students and parents that would be participating to make sure everything would go smoothly.  The Belgium students would be staying at the homes of our Czech students during the week and when we go to Belgium, our Czech students would be staying at their homes.

       On Saturday we all met the Belgiums at the train station and sent the kids home with our Czechs so they could get to know each other.  Ida and I took the three Belgium teachers out for dinner and gave them a mini tour of Tabor.  On Sunday we had lunch at Ida's and then met the students for an evening of bowling.  The Belgiums speak three languages, French, Dutch, and English and our Czech speak multiple languages as well.  Even though all kids speak multiple languages they have to speak to each other in English since it is their only common language.  It is a wonderful opportunity to use and practice their English language.

     On Monday we took the kids to an art studio and the Czech students were creating plaster masks of the Belgium student's faces.  I have absolutely loved loved loved getting to know a new culture but it was a little disappointing to see how lazy some of the Belgium students were at this activity.  Some of the Belgium students were complaining that they were "allergic" to plaster and didn't want to participate.  Some of the girls were complaining that they "didn't want to mess up their makeup".  Ah...to be a teenager.  After the art activity we took the students to the underground tunnels and then to the museum.   Again, some of the Belgium students were pushing each other and acting so rude in the museum.  I had to play "mean teacher" again to keep the students in line.  I really hate being "mean teacher" but I could not believe how disrespectful some of the Beligum boys and girls were being.  They are young (15-16) but I am sure that you don't push each other into glass showcases in museums in Belgium either.  Although there were some disrespectful students, there were some absolutely fabulous Belgium students as well.  It definitely reminded me of my classroom back home...after the long time at the museum we went back to school and then we took them to MP7 for some music and social time.
     On Tuesday a small group of Czech students (we have working groups of Czech students so the 30 participating don't miss school everyday) and Ida took the Belgiums to Pisek.  I didn't go along so I don't what the experience was like.  When they got back, we took the teachers out for dinner and hung out.  I thought the Belgium teachers were great and very friendly.
     On Wednesday, Zuzka took the Belgiums to Cesky Krumlov for the day.  I had to stay at school to teach so again I don't know what the day was like.  Zuzka said the day went great.  Again, Ida and took the Belgium teachers out to dinner.

     On Thursday, Ida and I took the students to Prague. We went to the Castle, Church, Old Town Square, Clock and to Wencelas Square.  Again I am reallllly trying to focus on the positives but some of the Belgium boys were throwing rocks at the birds and not paying attention to our Czech speakers.  Instead of being frustrated I kept appreciating how wonderful our Czech students are.  I just appreciate the maturity of our Czech students.  We made it back to Tabor around 5:30 and the Czech students met us at the bus station to take their Belgium partners home.  Us teachers went out to dinner.

     On Friday the Belgium students got to spend some time in our Czech classes.  After the classes we had a sports day for them.  The Czech students worked very hard to create some stations and most of the Belgiums had a great time.  Unfortunately, there was a group of boys again that just couldn't help being disrespectful.  I was glad when the sports day was over.  At 4pm we had our farewell party.  Each Belgium and their Czech partners performed some type of skit from reading a poem, to re creating a fairy tale.  I was VERY impressed with all their effort and collaboration.

 The "Judges" at our Farewell Party.  Iva and Raf, and Bert (Two of the Belgium teachers on right)

The entire group of Czechs and Belgiums

 Medieval Dinner.  I am participating in a Medieval dance

I make Medieval Fashion look great :)

 Ida and I performed the last dance from Chicago.  She and practiced for about a month to learn the steps. It was a surprise to everyone and Ida and I were sooo nervous.  I think we remembered all our steps...it is all a blur at the moment.

 We had a wonderful last night dinner.  Zuzka (in front left) then clockwise, Bert, Guy, Raf, Romana, and Iva

Ida (on left), Bert, Raf, Me, and Guy

Fulbright Mid Year Conference- Trencianske Treplice

I cannot believe that it is almost mid year!  I have almost been in the Czech Republic for six months.  This is the point when I wish I could freeze time so that I could spend as much time in my favorite places a little longer.  This year the Mid Year Fulbright Conference was to be held in Trencianske Treplice in the Slovak Republic.  Trencianske Treplice is a small spa town located about an hour south of the Czech border.  It is one of the most popular and beautiful spa towns in Slovakia.  It has natural thermal springs and mountainous surroundings.
     I ventured to Vsetin on Saturday to spend the day/night at Calan's.  We had a fun time together visiting and we had the best dinner.  Calan made spaghetti and meatballs.  They were the best meatballs, next to my grandmother's, and I was so stuffed after dinner.  Dessert were homemade chocolate chip cookies that Calan also made...geez...it definitely is great having friends that know how to cook...

     Since Trencianske Treplice was only an hour and half train ride from Vsetin, we decided to take the train from her place.  We wanted to spend some time around the town, taking pictures, and soaking up the perks at spa hotel before the rest of the Fulbrighters arrived, so we left at 11.  The trip was uneventful for the most part.  We had a total of three train connections and everything was going smoothly through the first two connections.  Then the adventure began.

      We arrived in Trencianske Tepla and we were suppose to catch our "third" train at 12:25.  Well....12:25 came and went, 12:30 came and went, 12:35 came and went...I was able to use my Czech language skills I have acquired so far to ask some travelers what to do.  I also had a butchered conversation with the lady who sells the train tickets.  She assured me that yes, there was a 12:25 train, in which I responded..."neni vlak" which means in limited Czech, "it isn't train".  She pointed to the list that the next train wasn't until 2 something.  The adventure continues...Back to those first travelers.  They found us again and this time brought along a train worker, who walked us AROUND the train station to this small dinky Trolley/Tram track where we were SUPPOSE to catch our 12:25 train.  We didn't know that you had to walk around the train station...
     The train worker told me in Slovak that we could walk a bit to the bus station (all of which I understood) so we walked, freezing our butts on in the process.  As we were looking and looking and re looking at the bus schedule, a local older man figured out our destination and started to talk to us in Slovak.  Czech and Slovak have very similar languages so we were able to communicate.  I found out that he use to work for a Morse code place and makes these large metal plates.  He got on the bus with us, told us which stop to get off at, and walked us to the front door of our hotel, Hotel Flora.  I am not sure if he even originally needed to get on the bus or if he took pity on us so decided we needed his protection.  Either way, if we had made our original "third" train connection we would never have met our nice old man, and wouldn't have gotten a personal escort to our final destination.  We got to meet a nice local AND I got to put all the money I spend on Czech language lessons to use.  Oh the adventures that we have!

     Calan and I checked into our hotel around 3, dropped our bags on in our rooms, and applied the necessary uniform:  spa bathrobe and bathing suit.  I know, such torture.  We donned our attire and headed for the spa.  We were able to enjoy the steam sauna, two dry saunas, and the pool for a couple hours before the rest of the gang arrived.  I am not going to lie..it was a little slice of heaven.
     We had a meeting at 5:30pm to meet all the new teacher assistants, researchers, lecturers, and fellow Fulbrighters from the Czech Republic and the Slovak Republic.  After our initial meeting we had a wonderful dinner and then...back to the spa.  Calan and I signed up for a foot reflex massage for that night.  Being a licensed massage therapist, I have to admit...I could have done better.  I don't think the Slovaks understand the meaning of pressure. All work and no play...such a rough start :)

      Monday meetings started at 8am.  All the teachers (Calan, Brock, and me) gave a 20 minute presentation about our Fulbright experiences so far.  Then the lecturers, researchers, and Ph.D graduates gave their presentations.  Our meetings broke for a fabulous lunch at the hotel and then back to meetings which ended at 3pm.  Most people signed up for massages and enjoyed the perks of the hotel.    I signed up for a shiatsu massage for Monday.  I had never had a shiatsu massage so this would be a new experience for me.  I walked into the massage room and was told to lie on the mat.  The massage therapist did a lot of compressions and stretches but it was nothing like I had expected.  Again, proving that Slovaks don't know about pressure.  Since I was on the floor, my neck hurt more AFTER I left the massage than before it started...but it was all about the experience. After the massage, it was back to the saunas and pool until dinner at 6pm.  It was a night of relaxation and pampering.

     Tuesday meetings resumed at 8am and this time the teacher assistants gave their presentations.  We all met for lunch around 12:30 and then back to the meetings. I signed up for an Ayurveda massage for Tuesday.  I had never had an Indian massage so this would be a new experience for me.  I walked into the massage room and was told to lie on the table.  In Europe people are not so worried about nakedness.  It was my first experience with standing naked in front of a massage therapist. Modesty aside, I dropped the robe and bounded onto the table...trying to look at calm as possible (and not like I was embarrassed).  The Indian Massage was basically a sweedish massage with lots and lots and lots and lots of warm oil.  I actually enjoyed the massage but I would have liked...you guessed it...a little more pressure.  After the massage, can you guess what I did...that's right...back to the saunas and pool.  When the spa time was done, I attempted to shower several times to get the oil out of my hair...um...that is not going to happen for awhile.  Such a rough rough rough life.

      We have some meetings tomorrow (Wednesday) morning and then after lunch we are packing up and setting off on the long bus ride back to Prague and back to the real world.  I have to admit, that after three days of pampering, it is going to be rough to go back to work on Thursday.  My mind is so far away from what I am suppose to teach on Thursday.  I think all the spoiling relaxed me too much.  Shh...don't tell my school that though :)

 Me giving my Fulbright Mid Year Presenation.  As you can see in the background, there are pictures of me and mom.  One of the topics of our presentation was to talk about "Important People".  Of course I had to start that section with my mom.  I explained to everyone that without my mom, this experience would not be possible.  It definitely means the world to me that I have my mom's support through this journey.

This is a picture of my new, super cool friend Jennifer.  She is a lecturer in Slovakia.  She is from California and she has so much positive energy.

4C Maturita Ball

At my school the students are separated by "classes".  About 30 students belong to each class and they take all their classes together.  In America we classify them by the year that they are in school.  For example, 8th grade, 9th grade, 10th grade, etc and every single student in that year belong to the same class.  In the Czech Republic they are divided even among the same year.  Seniors at my school here in the Czech Republic there is 4C, 4D,4B, 6A, and V8G.  Kids in those classes would all be considered seniors in America but here they are identified by their class.

Last night I went to my final ball.  Each class has a Maturita Ball.  The kids in the class have a theme and they organize the ball themselves.  It was 4C's turn last night.  The 30 students looked beautiful in their gowns and suits and their theme was commercials.  The ball was held at a local hotel and all family, friends, and teachers are invited.

Romana (colleague and friend) and I went to the ball together.  Romana has been my mentor here in the Czech Republic and I definitely would be lost with out her!  She has been an amazing support and it was fun to have a night out with her :)

Students from the younger classes also come to the balls to support their friends.  The students on the left are some of my third year students.  The students on the right are two of my 4D students.  Their English is amazing and I am proud to be their teacher :)

For some reason, I can't get these pictures to rotate so you can see them normally but I thought they needed to be posted so you may have to crink your neck a bit to view.  The one above and below are pictures of my 4C students....all super 4C students

Their gowns are beautiful and they all shined.

Karolina  (blonde 2nd from left) and Tina (brown hair on right) are two of my students and their dance group did a performance at the ball.  It was Karolina's ball so I am sure it was even more exciting for her to perform in front of her family and friends.  They are amazing!!!!

Update

Jan 14, 2011

Nothing much new to report.  I have not written for awhile so I thought I would post an update.  Last weekend we met up in Olomouc (city about a 4 hour train ride from Tabor) for Brockś birthday.  There were a couple Americans and some Czechś there to celebrate Brockś birthday.  He had prepared American hamburgers and french fries and it was nice to get a taste from home.

After a while we got started talking about the Velvet Revolution (end of communism for Czech Republic).  It was absolutely captivating to listen to the Czechś recount their memories from that time period.  It was 22 years ago, so the Czech Republic is still a baby country, as far as the government goes and I soaked up all the information they had to share.

Hanka (colleague of Brockś) remembers being in college when the revolution started.  Her parents did not want her to go into school, but she did anyway.  The revolution started when university students, actors, etc started sharing the real information.  Before hand, all information that was given to the public was propaganda.  University students turned their gyms into printing presses and passed out the truth.  Hanka remembers going in and all the students were in the gym and she remembers her hands being completely black from all the ink from the presses.  She said that theaters were also being turned into printing locations.

Ivo (husband of one of Brockś colleagues) talked about how, before the revolution, he went into the passport office to get a passport so he could travel.  The man behind the counter asked him WHY he wanted a passport, so Ivo turned around and left...without a passport.

Czechś were not allowed to travel to any non communistic countries during the communism regime.  Even Yugoslavia was off limits (even though it was communistic) because they had rejected Russia and therefore Czechś were not allowed to travel there.

These are just a few of the stories that we heard that night and just a few compared to the millions of stories that I haven´t even heard yet.  I just think it is really amazing to be this close to history, to hear first hand stories about what it was like to live during that time period.  I have taught about communism in my American schools, but it was just information that I got from a book.  I am able to hear history from real people and see the emotions that were connected to those experiences and that is not expressed in any text book.

The following week (this week) school has been good.  I have had some great classes and discussions with my students.  It is soooooo wonderful having small class sizes.  I wish the American school system would see the value in protecting smaller classes.

Funny moment this week came on Thursday.  I was in my 3D class and they were finishing a writing essay test when an announcement came over the intercom.  Some students were speaking, singing and I asked Misha (student) what they were saying.  I thought they were speaking Czech.  She paused...laughed...and said, "they are speaking English."  OMG....I couldn´t even recognize English...to my defense, they were speaking really closely into the microphone and it was hard to understand them.  Jeez Louise.  Ha....

I hope all are well.

Last Day-Going Home from Lisbon

We were sure that after our nightmare traveling experiences on the 25th, that flying home was going to be no problem----WRONG, WRONG, WRONG!!!

Our flight was suppose to be at 12:20 so we left the hostel at 10 after breakfast.  When we got to the airport, Lithusana had delayed our flight for 2 hours.  Are you kidding me???  I am NEVER flying with them again.  Positive thoughts, positive thoughts....so our 12:20 flight ended up leaving Lisbon at 2:30 and arrived in Frankfurt at 6:30pm.  We missed our connecting flight to Prague so our next flight wouldn't leave until 9:50.  the last train from Prague to Tabor is at 10:16pm so I would miss that.  Never slept in an airport before, guess there is a first time for everything.

Just as it was getting close to 9:50, we were told that the flight was going to be delayed again.  Our flight wouldn't leave until 11:00pm.  At this point I have spent over 14 hours at the airport or on a plane and I am now quite familiar with the Lisbon and Frankfurt airports.

We arrived in Prague a little after midnight and after we grabbed our baggage we huddled on some benches until we could catch the first train to the Prague train station at 4:16am.  Brock piled some clothes on himself and I watched more of Criminal Minds to pass the time.  After all the time in the airports on the 25th and the time in the airport on the 30th/31st, I watched almost 21 episodes of Criminal Minds.  That is how much time I spent in an airport!!!!

At 4:16 we dealt with the below zero freezing temperature and caught the bus to the train station and I was able to catch the 5:16am train to Tabor.  After getting up at 7am, getting to the airport at 10am, I walked into my flat almost 24 hours later.  I had been awake for 24 hours.  I went to bed and slept til almost 7pm.