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City of Magic: Prague

Whilst some students jet off what seems like every weekend for a new exciting destination, I have had to budget my trips more carefully. Knowing that funds do not extend to trips every weekend, I made a list of my top 5 cities/regions to visit in Europe (not before brainstorming every place I’ve ever thought of, even vaguely, of visiting…it was difficult to narrow it down from there though).

Straightaway I knew Prague was number one. Right now the rest of the list stands at (in descending order): Budapest, Vienna, Ireland and the Mosel River area (for the Riesling!). Luckily some friends are planning a (budget friendly) trip to Budapest in December, so that’s taken care of, but for the most part I travel alone, which puts a damper on how free I feel to just hop aboard a trip to some far away city.

However, back to the point, Prague was awesome! Alone, with a group, with a partner–it’s all good. Beautiful buildings, great centuries old architecture, so many sights to see, friendly people and safe/comfortable night life. All in all, everything I hoped it would be. Even traveling alone I felt safe at all times. Granted, I wasn’t stupid. Vigilance and awareness are important, but overall I felt safer in Prague than I do sometimes at night in Maastricht–which really isn’t that big of a town. I took the night train–big mistake. Who ever thought night trains were for sleeping?–silly me, not anymore. Now I know better. Night trains are for suckers. I’ll fly next time.

I arrived at Praha hlavní nádrazî (Prague Main Train Station) by 10 am Friday, tired and irritable, but so happy to be in my favorite city. The walk to my apartment (so much cuter and homier than a cheap hotel) was only 20-25 minutes. Arrived to find my apartment was pretty much perfectly located (sometimes maps can only tell you so much when you have no experience or physical knowledge of an area), merely a block from the Vltava River and maybe three from Charles Bridge, less than 10 minutes to Old Town and the Astronomical Clock and within easy walking distance of just about everything else.

Day One

IMG_0234.jpgThe (nice) train to Köln/Cologne

After that came the very-much-not-so-nice-night-train

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Thumbnail image for IMG_0397.JPGApartment in Ostrovni (Street)…piano included

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The River Vltava

The first day out I just wandered around, trying to get my bearings. I walked up to the river and crossed the first bridge I came to. This sky is a warning (I promptly ignored) telling me I should have brought my umbrella. Just across the river were some lovely Art Nouveau houses, encrusted with the ubiquitous fig leaf. The details on buildings here–and just about everything else–is amazing. Benches with dragons/serpents at legs, wonderfully detailed, embossed lamp posts, mosaic granite sidewalks, and buildings dripping with graceful carvings and figures.

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National Theatre

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IMG_0434.JPGPrague at night is even more beautiful than during the daylight…as if this city could get any more wondrous.  
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After wandering around a bit more, getting lost somewhere between Old Town and New Town, I was ready for bed. The next day was the best, in terms of taking pictures, so clear and sunny! I took a guided tour to a) keep me motivated and going out and b) to really orientate myself to the sights in Prague. It was great fun, and I would highly recommend it. I loved the way our Czech guide was like: “oh, this part of the bridge was build in the 9th century” or “New Town was founded in the 14th century”. New Town, only 700 years old! I love it.
Most of these pictures are from Prague Castle, which is really a large complex full of different buildings, including St. Vitus Cathedral (which was closed to visitors because they were–I think–sainting someone?).

Day Two

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Included was an hour boat tour along the Vltava. Saw a lovely perspective; I’d highly recommend it!
Here’s a little video of this cute canal area that has, apparently, doubled for Venice in several popular movies.

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Then is was off to Old Town and the Clock.
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After the tour ended I continued my wanderings and explored a good bit of the right bank of the city (non-Prague castle side). The next day was sadly my last in the beautiful city of a thousand spires, but I like to think I made the most of it.

In the early morning (quite a feat for me) I walked up this huge park called Petrín Hill. It is a gorgeous nature park that includes a miniature Eiffel Tower, loads of orchards near the castle side, paved walking/biking/horseback riding paths, and the remains of the original fortified wall (Prague began as a fortified city). As a lover of fall and fall foliage, I had to restrain myself from taking too many pictures of just trees. I’ll try to keep it brief here, too. Whilst the hike up and down was exhausting and rather straining, the views were priceless.

Day Three

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I swung all the way around Petrín Hill and ended up by the Castle complex. During our tour the day before we had briefly popped into the Wallenstein Gardens. Loving gardens as I do, I knew I wanted to visit it more in depth before I left.
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Afterwards I simply continued my wanderings…a bit in the Jewish Quarter, some more time in the lovely Old Town and other random places. The following are a snapshot of the rest of the day.
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Prague was beautiful and moving. There was such a lovely, warm atmosphere, I tell everyone to go there. I really loved how the musicians playing on the street weren’t pushy, they just played the loveliest accordion and violin and other instruments so well. It doesn’t hurt that I absolutely love the accordion. Why did it never catch on in the States? It’s really a shame. The mime/statue street performers were good and multitudinous…even if they creep me out a bit. The streets were crowded but I never felt rudely jostled or otherwise put out. I felt my heart lift (sorry, sounds so cheesy, I know, but it’s true) as soon as I started wandering around Prague. It truly is the city of magic.


Location: Prague, Czech Republic, Maastricht, the Netherlands

The buildings are like instrument

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Budapest is a beautiful city. It is hard to imagine that the buildings on the side of streets have already been there for centries, and people are still living in it. It feels like living in the castal.

The people here speak very little English, or say, the majority do not speak any foreign language at all. It is pretty hard for me to buy things these days, because I do not know the way, do not how to say what I need in Hungarian. Surprisingly, there is almost no black people and Chinese walking in the streets. Only couple saying says that there is a lot of Chinese and Gypsies are hiding in the city, some where we won’t see.

market.jpgMarkets here are everywhere, maybe just downstairs of your house. We can find everything that is needed in a very fare price. Some kids even find a bottle of wine cost 240Ft., that is roughly $1.00. The living cost is really low. However, the markets and shops close early. In weekdays, all the shop close as soon as the dinner time comes. Only restaurants and bars will open till late. On saturday, shops only work half-day, and on Sunday, no shop will open at all.

The only thing should be kept in mind is, when the sun set falls, we should come back to the dorm. It is not smart to walking in the street at night, seriously. Last night I went out, and got my cell phone and cash stolen immidiately. So guys, keep your eyes open!


Location: Budapest, Hungary

Welcome to Mexico!

Thumbnail image for puebla1Wow. So, my first weekend+ has come and gone in Puebla, and I feel like I’ve been here forever! Thursday’s travels went smoothly, but to get from Bethlehem to Puebla seemed to take ages. At this point, I don’t even know where to begin, so I’m just going to roll with a quick overview of a few of the most notable/ my favorite things so far.

 

Thumbnail image for puebla2The city itself. Yeah. I’m a bit of a history nerd, so, while I don’t know too much about the history of Puebla yet (and my Spanish and memory capacity aren’t too grand either), I absolutely LOVE the buildings. The old, the new, the colors, the styles. This city reminds me aesthetically of Spain, but it has a whole different feel to it. I love it. This is not the palm-lined, beachy Mexico of the movies or tourist trade; it’s not the violent, gritty Mexico that the news so loves. It’s just a real place with real personality.

 

Thumbnail image for puebla3My family/ house. I feel so spoiled here. I’ve got my own room, a bathroom to myself, and there’s Wi-Fi! I’ve gotten to spend a lot of time with them, and this weekend they took me to see a lot of the sights of Puebla! My Mom is so doting and caring; she’s constantly trying to feed me delicious food, which can be a catch-22 because the more I eat, the fuller I feel, and therefore the less I can eat. My Dad is very funny. He’s always trying to sneak English into the conversation so he can practice, too, and I love listening to him talk about the history of Mexico. My brother and sister are both great; they’re both very witty but also both very friendly and patient. Oh- and Benny the Chihuahua? Adorable!

 

Thumbnail image for IMG_2527.JPGpuebla6I also enjoy (sort of) the fact that I am terrible at conversing in Spanish but it’s okay! Most of the time I just sit and listen to my family as they talk to one another, and I feel like I have a general idea of what’s going on. But then, of course, they’ll ask me something, and I’ll sit there like a complete idiot, trying to stammer out something- anything- that makes sense. I have the vocabulary of a four-year-old right now, but I feel like things are starting to register a lot more quickly even after just 4 days. I’m sure it will improve, but I wish it would improve faster.

 

puebla5We had Orientation at La Universidad Iberoamericana de Puebla today; it’s a lovely campus! A LOT smaller than Penn State, but it has plenty of lovely places to relax or study and lots to offer. I’ll be sure to take some photos and talk about it more soon; even though we had homework tonight, classes officially start tomorrow. I keep forgetting that I actually have to do work, but I’m sure with my lineup of classes, it will be interesting to keep up with!

 

Nos vemos! (PS: Photos, in order, are of: a street in downtown Puebla, The Cathedral of Puebla, another church– the name escapes mem sorry– next to the hotel we stayed at (and whose roof I was on), a view of Puebla from the highest point in the city, a Mejica dance in a park, a market close to the Bario de Artistas downtown)   


Location: Puebla, Mexico

OOO-Week.

This week has been amazingly busy due to O-Week or Orientation week. Every night the bars in town had different themed parties and they gave out free food and Waikato mechandise every day on campus. I went up to campus early a few times for free “brekkie” which consisted of an egg on bread. Yum.

Classes, or papers as they’re called here, went very well this week. Surprisingly, my monday 8am accounting paper turned out to be really interesting while my theatre class was pretty dull. I switched from my theatre paper to a New Zealand screen paper so I’m hoping to see some of Peter Jackson’s old horror movies. A lot of reading has already been assigned for classes and the workload seems to be more then PSU per class, but since a full workload in New Zealand consists of three papers, it probably evens out.

 

Waikato

The sign for Uni that I see everyday ^

This weekend’s plans to go to The Mount again were folied by massive amounts of rain from Friday through Sunday, but we decided to go to a music festival in town and just get drenched while listening to all kinds of music which seemed like a good alternative. Thursday night in town was my favourite of O-Week as it was Fluro Party which basically entailed wearing the most lurid colours possible and dancing under blacklights.

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Flatmates, friends and I before Fluro ^

We’ve started booking some weekend trips for March including Lake Taupo to bungy jump this coming weekend, and then the Tongariro crossing hike in two weekends! Very excited to bungy although I know I’ll be terrified at the time!

 

Cheers,

Karen 

 

 


Location: Hamilton, New Zealand

Starting Life in Tanzania…

Mambo!

First of all, sorry I haven’t updated in a while. I arrived at JFK in New York at 7:30 AM on Monday May 17th. We actually arrived to our hostel in Dar es Salaam around 5:30 PM on Tuesday, May 18th (Tanzania time). Once we were actually into our hostel – surprise, surprise – we didn’t have internet service. So now, we are currently in Morogoro, we have internet service and I will do my best to catch you up on my adventures so far.

Tanzania is pretty awesome. Dar es Salaam, or ‘Dar’, was our first stop. Dar spoiled me. Our hostel was surprisingly nice. We had air conditioning, our own bathroom and a comfy, foam mattress. After talking to a local we found that the neighborhood our hostel is in is a ‘rich’ neighborhood. Now that is rich for Tanzania, not for America. Granted the neighborhood is pretty nice compared to others we have passed on the street but these conditions would not be accepted by the wealthy in the west. While in Dar we had 3 lectures at the University of Dar es Salaam. What a difference there is between Penn State and the university here! The campus was nice – every piece of nature here is beautiful – but again, the conditions would not be accepted in the west. Electricity flickering on and off during lectures, hot stuffy rooms. Students at Penn State would withdraw if they had to deal with that! It really shows me how lucky we are and that’s when looking at the one of the most prominent universities in the entire continent.

Other than our lectures, we spent a lot of time stuck in traffic, eating out and walking around. We visited downtown Dar which was nothing like our downtowns. The food in Dar was pretty awesome. There was nothing I had that was bad. The only thing I received but didn’t eat was raw vegetables and some rice with curry (I’m not really a curry fan). The second night we had gotten dinner at a restaurant right along the waterfront. It was very nice but kind of white-person-central. It was very odd to see foreigners dressed up and looking nice coming into the restaurant when I knew of the poverty that lay just down the street.

Life in Dar defiantly is different from that in an American city. The urban poverty is obvious. People are out on the streets, on the sidewalks, in alleys trying to sell something to get some cash and they are there at all times. They literally have EVERYTHING to sell on the streets. For example, when we were driving in from the airport one guy was walking through the traffic lanes with a fish aquarium on his head. Need a fish aquarium? He was your guy.

The mixture of styles in Dar amazed me. You would have some people walking along the street looking like they just stepped out of an American mall while you have others – like the Maasai tribe – who walk around in traditional African attire. I guess it shows how globalization and the western world has influenced these people, but not taken over. I hope they continue to keep their culture. It is unique and very beautiful.  

In Dar we didn’t have too much time to truly interact with the people and the locals. We did spend some time talking to adults who knew English and playing soccer with some school children, but other than that our interactions have been somewhat limited. I am defiantly a minority here, that much is obvious. Being in downtown Dar was a bit much at times. Having so many people stare at you can get kind of old.

Anyways, that was a quick summary of Dar. We left there Friday morning and arrived here in Morogoro where we have been the last few days before we leave for Mang’ula and the Udzungwa National Park tomorrow morning.

Morogoro is gorgeous. The mountains in the background and the green environment all around. I wish I could show you some of the pictures I’ve taken so far. The city is nice. It is smaller than Dar but I think it is nicer. The people are kinder and the environment is greener, more welcoming and easier to appreciate. Traveling here we went through the rural countryside and got a glimpse of some more rural type poverty. The mud houses and limited access were hard to observe, especially when we waste and have so much. However here in Morogoro, people seem to be doing well for themselves. There are many tin roofs which shows a higher income status compared to thatched roofs.

Here in Morogoro we have been spending time doing a lot of work. Yesterday we had 5 lectures at the Sokoine University of Agriculture. We learned all about the agriculture system in Tanzania, deforestation, rural sociology, etc.  It is shocking home much forest land has been altered and degraded here. The mountains shown about normally would have been covered in forests but deforestation for firewood and farming land has removed most of the trees.

This is a topic that has repeatedly sprung up here in Tanzania. The people, government and economy are trying to develop and advance but at the same time the country is rightfully concerned about environmental damage and degradation. Finding a balancing act is going to be difficult. When is ruining the environment okay? And where do you draw the line between environmental rights and human development? In America we have been lucky to develop and establish our country in a time where environment didn’t have to be a concern. Now we are trying to clean up our mess but Tanzania has to consider this from the beginning. Putting more pressure on Tanzania is the extraordinary importance of their land; agriculture and ecotourism are huge parts of the economic sector. Additionally, this country has the most amazing, diverse environment. It would be a shame and a loss to the whole world to see more lost than what needs to be.

Well, that is all I have time for now. We should have internet regularly now so I should be able to post more frequent and more detailed entries for the next few weeks. I can’t post pictures with this internet but as soon as I get back there will be a photo-blog post!


Location: Morogoro, Tanzania