Fun Times in the City

Friday night a whole lot of us TEFL-ers went out on the town. We took full advantage of the lack of open container laws here as we bought, and then consumed, beers in a public park, while locals played bocci, all with the night Prague skyline as the background. Good times, however low-key.

From left to right: Kyle (roommate, from Seattle), Gabrielle (Canadian TEFL'er, who can be best described as quite a character), some random Czech girl (who upon seeing that her friend was taking pictures for us, decided to jump in to the photo, then said "thank you" and ran off), yours truly, Ellie and Ben (Ben is a TEFL'er, Ellie is his girlfriend, they're from Memphis), and Heather (TEFL'er from DC, who's really cool, but doesn't she remind you of a muppet?).

The night consisted of us stopping for gyros and felafel, served out of a store front at 2am. The felafel was the best I've had since leaving Egypt and Israel, but the most interesting part of that experience was hearing Arabic - a bum was wandering around the store-front, and one of the guys behind the counter shouted at him "Yallah!" and then some more indecipherable words... (in Arabic? Czech? whatever, it's all Greek to me...)

Saturday night, we decided to broaden our social circle outside of the TEFL'ers, so we decided to give some Americans we met on the tram the other morning a call, and meet up with them downtown. Well... apparently we did not have the right phone number. After several amusing (and confusing) attempts at figuring out how to use a pay phone here, I finally successfully dialed the number I had written down. A message came on, in Czech, and I let it play through, hoping it would be repeated in English. It was. The message, verbatim, was:
"Sorry, but the number you dialed does not exist. If you feel like swearing, go ahead. We won't tell." So, I did.

Later that night, as Kyle and I are trying to find a supposed expat bar in the Little Quarter, we pass a fountain. At first glance, it looks like a couple of old Roman statuettes, but upon closer inspection, it was actually moving.
(you can click on it for a larger version)
The hips swivelled, and even the penises rose and fell from time to time. We were hoping they would gradually stop the stream, and then have the statues shake out a couple more drops, before repeating the process. No such luck.

They sure love their public art in the city. Most of it is pretty interesting. And a fair portion of it is pretty sexual in nature. And yes, there is an overlap of those two groups.

So there ya have it... the first full weekend in Prague. Tune in again next time... same bat time, same bat channel...