Staying at an ex nazi camp, going to the emergency room, and how rat boy touched my heart.
I am so sorry that i haven't written i'm just having a fantastic time. Anyway I have been in Prague now for 3 days. wow it is reallz difficult for me to write this casue the keyboards in every country are arranged differently because they have different letters i have to really look at the key board and write and all the number keys are different look this is +ěščřžýáíé, that is 1-9, yeah confusing, and the y is where the z is and vice versa, anywho, the night i left Krakow i ended up staying up till 5am. I hung out outside and drank fantastic polish beer and listened to people play acoustic guitar, after the polish police came out and busted up the party, we had to go inside and keep singing. Well i don't know where he came from, but suddenly rat boy was sitting there hanging out. after a half an hour of playing he asked if he could play a few songs. there were 2 acoustic guitars going around so he grabbed one and started playing the most BEAUTIFUL song, called "She was right in front of me" i've never heard of it before or the songwriter but i swear i almost cried. He sang the whole song and played the guitar beautifully as if it he made no effort to play, it came so naturally to him. He played for an hour and i sat there next to him and watched him play and i swear rat boy touched my heart, i was thinking, this is one of those stinky guys in my room, and all of a sudden i saw him in a whole new light, as the universe always shows in her good time, you really never know someone. At the end of the session he sang a song to me and i swear i blushed, i couldn't believe rat boy made me blush. anyway, at 5 we all went to bed and i expressed to johnny (rat boy that i thought he sang beautifully and i loved his guitar playing. All he said was thank you and smiled and he made his way off to bed. The next morning I set off for Prague, i took a day train and i arrived at 8:30 at night only to find myself completely lost and it was almost night time. i was walking around trying to follow the directions the hostel gave me i couldn't find anything, luckiy this angel of a boy helped me to find the bus and the address and everything, he was so incredibly helpful, thanks to him i found my hostel. When i found my hostel i wanted to unfind it. When i started walking up the place i was already horrified. there were like 10 huge student housing block building things and nothing around. they looked like they were built 85 years ago i couldn't even see nor here the city anywhere. when i walked up to building number 4 i went to reception to be greeted by some kid with a HUGE afro. luckily some girl came out to help me who spoke broken english. i told her i reserved 4 nights and i would like to see the room before i paid. the room was on the third floor and the floors were just loooooong hallways with doors on both sides, it looked, sounded, and felt horrible. the room was fit for small rodents and circus animals, i wanted to cry. It was now 11:30 at night and i had no idea where to go and i didn't want to walk around Prague with my backpack that time of night so i decided i had no choice but to stay. I paid for my room and went up to my death chanber. there was broken furniture and crap written all on the walls in Czech, i think i was staying at student housing or something cause there were a bunch of young kids who lived there. i went down to reception to ask where i can buy something to drink, preferably a beer or something to help ease my nerves a bit. there was a local liquor store next to the building where i bought a very tasty and cheap Czech beer. i went back to my room and drank my beer and tried to figure out what was written on the walls. the showers looked like prison showers where everyone showers together and there is one drain, oh it was horrible, i almost cried i swear. i unpacked and tried so hard to be more positive and that everything would be okay. the next morning i got up and was ready to explore the city. Well on my way to explore the city i realized the city was verz far away, way far down the HUGE park i had to walk down. The park was beautiful and BIG and it was all along the hill that had a fantastic view of the city, but all i kept thinking about was how far i was from my hostal and i would have to walk aaaalllll the way back up the hill when i wanted to go back home which would most likely be late at night, so i was just a bit preturbed for a while. then i made it to the famous bridge that was PACKED with tourists, i couldn't even walk, i was getting a bit frustrated, i tried to find somewhere where there weren't any tourists and i didn't have any luck. i finally got myself something to eat and just statred walking and walking and walking. I walked out of the city and there were't any tourists anymore. I found a Yoga place and an organic grocery store, my spirits were changing. I finally made it down some little street and found the best bar in the whole entire world. The bar is called "Louis" after Louis Armstrong the bar was small but decorated so perfectly. They had the best music playing the whole time, they played Louis Armstrong, Billie Hoilday, Etta James, and Frank Sinatra to name a few. I drank a beer and listened to the music and looked at all the decorations around me and thought to myself "I'm in Prague" i spent some time there thinking to myself and appreciating everything i had in life. Then i walked around some more till i jumped on a tram, not knowing where it was going to take me but it took me through a fantastic tour through the city and it ended up dropping me off at right at the foot of the park i had to hike through to get to the city. so i popped in a bar and had a beer. I saw a pool table and i wanted to play but i am by myself so i asked this young man and older man sitting at the bar speaking english if they wanted to play, they looked at me and then looked at each other and decided to play. You will not believe where the young guy was from, his name is Bergen and he's from Long Beach and he's on vacation for 2 weeks, i was like no way, what a small world. He's a Dallas Cowboys fan, i tried not to think about it or judge him, after all look what happened to rat boy. Well Berger, Amon, (the older english man played pool for 2 hours talking about all kinds of stuff. Then Amon had to go and Bergen asked if i wanted to go to some bars where he knows some people so i was like sure i have nowhere to go and nothing to do for the next 2 and a half weeks. so we ate a kebab then found the bar he was meeting friends at. i sat there for a while and talked with a few people and then moved from one bar to the next. I had so much fun, we ended up staying out quite late and i was able to catch a tram back to my comfy prison cell. While bergen and i walked across the bridge he stopped and said, "you know, you just don't get a view like this back home" and it was nice to have someone there from home to share that with, someone who knows that's it's nothing like this back home. anyways, i awoke the next day with over 50 bites all over my body and one on my eyelid that makes me look like Rocky Balboa. I went to the Pharmacy and they sid i should go to the emergency room that it might be an allergic reaction, i freaked out and went to the emergency only to find i couldn't communicate with anybody and they wanted to give me an injection so i ran out and never went back, i think i just got bit all over,probably from bed lice or something, i am sure there are many creatures living in my room with me. I walked around all day and rented a bike and rode around like as if i were "Amelie" riding around Paris. I went to the Communist Museum and tried to go to the movie theatres, but nothing interesting was playing. well i am going to go now cause i only have 5 minutes left an i have to correct all my mistakes i made typing this.
