I’ve come to realize that the quality of all experience is dictated by who you share it with. As I sift through the still recent memories of Prague I am deeply nostalgic of the city and the stunning people I have encountered. I’m amazed that people who were strangers a few short months ago are now my very closest friends, companions I feel that I have always known on some plane or...
This Little Piggy Went to Market
What an eclectic mix of new junk, ancient junk, and hidden jewels. You can’t help but get a thrill, sifting through the crackled leather, deteriorated old coats, and tarnished teapots to find the real “finds”, the true discovers. Boxes filled with communist metals, crates full of china and glass wear, old phones (with the round dials on them!) of every imaginable shape. I...
More than just Silk and Feathers.
Now I know why Degas painted ballerinas. Last night, I witnessed the most incredible performance of Swan Lake at Narodni Divadlo (the National Theatre in Prague). The performances were perfection, the swelling music enough to make you weep, the gilted interior of the theatre stunning with a faint wisp of perfume in the air. My God, the ballet is an experience. The story is simple: A man and woman...
fünf Bier bitte
In an attempt to broaden my horizons and simply get out of the Czech Republic for a moment, I journeyed to Berlin. One 5 hour bus ride and I was there, in freezing, raining Berlin. Picked up at the bus station by a friend and lovely Berliner, we immediately test the varying types of german beer. I must admit, the beer was delightful but my heart belongs to Pilsner… and so we meander around...
It’s easy when you’re both young and beautiful. It’s when you’re graying, balding, hurting, and so damn tired all the time that things start to crack, that you see each other for what you truly are: human.
Wigs, lots, and Britney?
What do 11 film students do when given a tv set all to themselves? Why bust out into some song and dance of course! After touring the extensive Barrandov studios, my peers did indeed break out into “Not Yet a Woman” as the rest of us, Barrandov studio head included laughed until we wept. But that wasn’t all the studio had to offer. The average American may never visit the Czech...