NO PICS!
Well so much to state since I was last in this space. For instance I found out that my readership is larger than I suspected (Here is a shout out to you, Mel). The problem with this is that it is another person to tell me about all the spelling and grammar errors within my blog. So NO mom, there is no spell check attached to this service. Here is what I will do, I offer a special prize for the person you points out the most errors in this blog in the comments section. What is the special prize...MMMUUUAAAAAAHHHHHAHAHAHHAHAAHHAHA, would you not love to know...and as I write this I have no idea. I will come up with something, probably involving me, and spirits. That sounds good.
I was going to upload another bunch of Praha pics, but half of them failed to come up, so I am afraid you will all have to content yourselfs with my most excellent wit. Next week I hope to have some of my Italy pics up.
Well as some may know, my parents have ventured over for a visit, which only means stress for my brother-in-law Andrew, poor sod. It was great at dinner tonight, my sister had to explain to my mother that when she was indicating that she wanted two of something for the table with her fingers, that she was in fact flipping off our waitress. AAHHHH...well the wine was flowing, so it can be forgiven I expect. If you have never been out to dinner with the Gillis's, then you truly fail to understand the foolishness that ensues. It is just...well, invite yourselves along and you will see (And get a free meal, thanks dad!).
I have a number of flatmate renovations going on as well. With three moving out for various reasons (And yes, I can make a joke out of any of them when asked). The new additions are proving...well...everyone needs to be accustomed to. And no, I expect they do not read my blog or even know about it.
Stacey and Andrew moved into their new flat (With much UNCOMPLAINING help from moi). It is nice and MIDDLE CLASS. Please be sure to mention this whenever you see my sister...ssshhheee loves it.
I start my second term, of my second year, tomorrow. As always, as any of us do, I enter with intentions of heavy study and hard work and all those self-promoting lies. Should be good. I am sure that I will let everyone know just how good throughout the year, just NEVER ask...mom and dad...perhaps I have given too much away.
Right, I have actually condensed much of my info into a much smaller posting than I thought. Well, then, a good night's rest for me. But yes, my post will be more entertaining next week, with pics I hope. Does it seem that at the end of each blog I always claim I will do more in the coming week, and never do. Its not like I lack the time...hmmm...something to think about...clicking off.
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This is the Charles IV bridge. Lined with statues of Martyrs and Saints it is quite impressive, provided you avoid the many crowding people. It is sort of the one site not to miss in Praha. i quite enjoyed it as I discovered the patron saint for...well my family really.
Here he is, St. Ivo...the patron saint of lawyers. And no word of a lie, the people reaching up to him are identified, at least in Andrew's guide book, as prospective clients. They are quite big on statues in Praha, you find them all about you without even seeingi them.
Here we find St.George and his pet dragon, which I just happened to spy above a street corner. Now I know that the Catholic church is currently...disputing? poor old George and whether he really existed (His modern day copy is on Celebrity Big Brother as I write, for those of you in Britain). I offer to the church a new candidate, also British, and with a pose already set.
Here he is, Saint Andrew, complete with resplendent red (Though I still say purple) hair. He could be the saint of...frugal expenditures? and hoarding, definitetly hoarding. And of course the most important challenge he faced, taming my sister.
Here they are seen skipping down some winding stone stairs. They have an awful lot of energy after just climbing them, it was bloody long, I assure you. But back to Praha. As I stated earlier there are countless sites to see and I must bring some more to your attentions.
Here we go, this is the Astrolobe clock, (Bloody look these things up, I am not a historian or anything foolish like that). Like my previous adventures on this blog to tall things, I once again felt the need to climb to the top (Some latent male issue I expect).
This is photo from the Museum of Communism. I show this for two reasons, Firstly I find this woman to be so attractive, she is now the background on my computer. Second, if you ever visit the museum, be sure the note its surrondings. For the Museum of Communism is located across from Benettons (A large line of clothing stores) and above Mcdonalds. I do hope that some of you see the irony. please.
Ahh Venice...quick a free kiss or one Czech Kroner to both which Actor and Film this line was delivered in. But no this is not Venice, but a view off of one side of the Charles IV bridge.