Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Craft Class Week 8: The Monsters Get Thoughtful

3-10-11

This Week's Project: Wet Felted Soap (wrap wool roving around a bar of soap and rub it with soapy hot water until it felts a tight little jacket around the bar.)

I think I'm going to quit forming any preconceptions about any of these projects..they turn out to be the opposite every time.

Walked in the classroom and was immediately bombarded with aggressive demands to smell 12 different kinds of soap (they were instructed to bring their own bar.)  Several minutes of sniffing and dramatic "oooohs" and "ahhhs" for the face numbing gourmet scents later, and me and my now useless nose began setting up a demo station at what is usually the "boys table."  I attempted a wolf whistle to round everybody up for my new and exciting "demo" approach, but naturally (and, as always, I should add) ended up just blowing air and spit about a foot infront of me. nice. (Who was I trying to kid?)  Settled then for a nice, loud and ever effective "Everybody listen up!" 

With everyone gathered around me, I gave a short and simple wet felting demo and was absolutely stunned (and semi-alarmed) to find it greeted with nothing but curious faces and quiet mouths. Yes! completely quiet mouths! Just captivated eyes followed by greedy fingers once I dumped out the bag of roving. 

Everyone dove in right away picking out their colors (Which I've learned to strategically pack based on their individual preferences - I wanted to give myself a high five this week when the 3 boys all went right for the Carolina Hurricane's black and red) then got right to work lathering them in soap and water and felting away!

No soap wars, no popping the bubble wrap felting mats, no major water spills, things went surprisingly smooth!  We had one noise complaint from the teacher downstairs but all in all the kids were doing a nice job of working diligently and sharing with each other.  Or that's at least what it seemed like from my position.  I spent most of my time over at the sink attempting to tighten up the "finished" products that everyone was handing me, so that they wouldn't fall apart after one use.  In doing this,  I failed to notice two things: 1. the mass amount of roving that was being used outside the project to create giant soapy, soggy wet felted balls (which everyone was quite proud of, of course) and 2. the secret "surprise miss lauren" operation that was taking place more covertly on the other side of the classroom. 

The secret operation, was headed up by two little girls who had found a little felted teddy bear in the bag of roving.  They took one of the extra bars of soap that I packed, felted it, then attached the little bear to it with a blankety/string configuration resulting in the following adorable "bear in a sleeping bag" look.  They followed it up 10 minutes later with another finished bar containing "a piece of felt from everyone in the class"  and I about melted there on the spot.  (They like me!) Add in the squeaky and excited "We made this for you Miss Lauren!" delivery, and I was speechless.

From there out I helped everyone finish up their giant felt balls, bagged up the freshly felted wet soap bars for backpack travel, and smiled as some of the kids even attempted to help me clean up our very wet mess. (I'm thinking at this point someone might have drugged their chocolate milks at lunch, but I'm not asking any questions.) I also accepted several felted "accessories" for my new bear soap from several kids (these consisted mostly of useless felt scraps that could be loosely interpreted as a hat, blanket, shoe etc, but the thought was still nice.)


Left with a smile on my face and 2 soggy bars of gifted soap in my pockets, and called it a good day :)

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Craft Class Week 7: The Monsters Get Emotional

3/3/11
This week's project: Amazing Magnets (Cut out pictures, put them in a bottle cap, fill with amazing glaze resin, bake, and attach a magnet to the back)

Oyyyyyy where to start....
Well I owe a lot of this week's chaos to my own mistakes, My first mistake: thinking there was such a thing as a simple craft class (hahahahhahahah) My second mistake: a shortage of bottlecaps..

I packed enough bottlecaps and magnets for each (of the 12) kids to make 2 magnets, (this might seem stingy, but this was all the magnets we had available at the store) plus a few extra caps to avoid squabbles over color choices.  Everyone chose their caps quickly and began rummaging through the piles of paper and magazines for their perfect images (cats, princesses, dinosaurs etc.) I broke up a few tug of wars and was surprised to find that everyone had their pictures chosen or drawn within a few minutes.  This would seem like great news, however my brain immediately began to panic at the thought of them finishing early and enduring a repeat of last week's mass escape attempts. Also I had spoken with the school director before class and confirmed my suspicions that the kids are in fact supposed to stay with me for the full hour......damn.

One child then announced the possibility of finishing early to the class and asked what we would do when we were done. (PANIC!) "We'll find something to do if we have extra time" I said cooly.  Another child promptly responded that he would go play outside because he is in aftercare. (grroooooaannn!) forced by this innocent presumption, I explained the new policy of strict classroom containment for the full hour...anddddd in doing so pulled the tab on the grenade of chaos and emotions.  The aftercare kid immediately broke down into sobs of "I didn't even want to do craft class! My mom made me do it!!!!" tears materialized out of nowhere, the screamer boy set into the deepest pout I've ever seen, One girl looked at me as though I'd just canceled Christmas and asked "but whyyy?"with big gooey eyes, anddd most of the rest of the girls were thankfully indifferent.

After some sympathizing, I managed to somehow get everyone calmed down and refocused on the project.  Apparently though, this refocusing ignited a creative magnet-making fire in everyone and found me apologetically explaining again why each person could only have two caps.

We started baking next (as the requests for a 3rd cap persisted.) I was once again juggling 14 different tasks at once to appease the little chirps of "Miss Lauren!!" and everything was going fairly smoothly.  Then I noticed a crowd forming around the resin table, and more alarmingly, one little girl crying in the middle of the crowd.  Anddd here we go.

So apparently another girl had said that she didn't like this girl's magnet, which I quickly rationalized with "Well, everybody likes different things, that's why everyone's magnet is going to be different" to a full choir of "Yea but she said it in a mean way!" I took this opportunity to glance around the room in search of the accused "meanie," only to find her on the other side of the room, helplessly hunched over in a ball under a desk crying twice as hard as the alleged victim...

...The reality of the completely doomed class set in at this point and I debated crawling under a desk for a while myself.  Instead I crawled up next the cryer and gave my best effort at soothing and coaxing her out from under the desk.  After 10 minutes of comfortingand several offers of other craft projects, I finally lured her out out of there with the promise of a third bottle cap..of all motivators (I was ready to give this kid my right arm to come out form there and she practically bounced out at the mention of an extra bottlecap)..whatever, call it a success Moments later I was bombarded with demands for a third cap for everyone.  "Fine, here whatever but I have no more magents so this cap won't have a magnet."  5 minutes later I began distributing the magnets and listened politely to each of them tell me "I need 3 magnets" while fighting the urge to implode.

Everyone finished baking and I asked them (more as a joke to myself) to start cleaning up (hahahahhahaha) while their caps cooled.  It was then, as I was sprinting around the classroom picking up paper scraps under the feet of dancing children, I realized that I forgot to pack the magnet glue. Ughhhh. Doom Doom Doom.  Lucky for me, magnets naturally stick to the back of metal bottle caps via this thing called a magnetic charge (Thank you Science!) The kids didn't really seem to care that the magnets weren't permanently adhered, and half the girls tried to turn them into necklaces anyway, so I was saved.

After all that, everyone surprisingly left pretty happy.  The cryers made amends and became best friends again (yay sisterhood!), and me and everyone who didn't sprint out the door at exactly 4:30 played "run form the purple monster" with a wad of unraveled purple ribbon until their parents showed up.  Good times.  Will be stocking the fridge with beer for next week.

Friday, February 25, 2011

Craft Class Week 6: The Monsters Plan their Escape

ahhh...back to craft class. One week off for teacher conferences and I almost forgot how my heart sings for those little crazies!  er maybe sings isn't the right word.. hollers? yelps? runs around with its arms in the air screaming..? I'll have to think about it.

This week's project: Decoupaged Treasure Chest (pretty paper glued on a small cardboard box)

Some Highlights:

Opening the box of decoupage paper to the high pitched screams of " I want THAT ONE!!!" Commence aggressive jumping, pushing, indian burns, paper ripping, complete havoc.  Regained control with the help of some tall bookshelves, and empty promises of "paper for everyone!"

I was offered a single m&m from several children...very flattered of course.

I was alerted to the presence of newly curled hair, (which earned me quite the disgusted griamce when I asked if it was for a hot date), a very important after school soccer game (go team Harris Teeter!) and one boy's ability to scream at such an unholy octave that I questioned whether I might be part dog... then promply decided it didn't matter because a noise like that surely meant the world was ending. Then it stopped, and it was good.

 I was asked if I had a boyfriend by the soccer player, who also stated that she was the only one brave enough to ask (who knew that this was the burning question on everybody's mind?!) They didn't fall for my subject change, so I said yes, to which another one replied "That makes sense 'cause you're pretty." Fighting back a full blown feminist rally cry, I simplified with "You don't have to be pretty to have a boyfriend, in fact you have to be pretty to do anything." Another girl piped in at this point and said "I think sometime in the near future the word boy will mean the same thing as crazy" (Amen sister!!) I replied that I thought the two words might already be synonyms. I then explained what a synonym was and listened to the botched pronunciations of cinnamon, symonym, syminin... for several minutes.

The Lowlights:

Several kids finished their chests relatively early, (mostly because they just globbed a pile of paper and glue on top and declared themselves done, but I'm all for artistic freedom!) and because they all pretty much have zero attention span and endless energy, they wanted to go outside and play.  While I'm totally on board with this, technically I don't think I have the authority to let them leave the classroom to do it.  I responsible for them for that 1 hour and the adult supervision outside is meant for other kids. I of course tried to diplomatically explain this to them, which naturally earned me the complete opposite response. Tears, pouts, tantrums, and declarations of "I hate craft class!" flew my way, and I'm not softy in this department, but when that little boy lurched into that ear splitting scream of his, it was over...anddd out they went.  I distracted a few others with several rounds of thumb war (which my giant adult thumbs dominated at!) then dedicated the rest of class to shooting down excuses to go outside and raising an eyebrow to pleas of "I just want to go stand on the porch."  Thank goodness for the quiet table of girls in the corner...

Saturday, February 19, 2011

My Sibs

Lately I've had an extreme urge to be chasing sandpipers on the beach.  What's that you ask? Have I been longingly panning through photos of myself and Cole at the beach last year, reliving the memories and pining for her little black fuzzy face and that adorable left cleft paw?  Certainly not!  This craving is most definitely unrelated.  But since you brought it up, I do miss that little furball, and here's an adorable (and embarrassing for her) picture from Christmas just so you can see what I'm dealing with.

In other news, Chris called me at 1 am this morning for a chat...yes a chat (If you know my brother at all you will recognize the startling nature of this statement...obviously some foreign substances at work) I was home already from my Friday evening and his was apparently still in full swing.  He called from a party in East Stroudsburg to ask the name of a song, which I repeated for him about 7 times to the response "oh okay....wait what was the name again?" before resorting to a text message.  He then proceeded to gush, and I mean gush (I literally could not get a word in....which ironically made me speechless) about where he was, his plans for the weekend, his trip home on Sunday, why he hates valentines day, the weather, his schedule at school and how much he loves talking. ("I could talk all night Laur!")  At this point I was debating whether or not to hang up and call a medic because my brother was clearly on some form of speed.  I settled instead for asking him directly "Are you on coke right now?!" He assured me he was not, but that he had been drinking Jager and Redbull (among other things, I suspect.) This explanation seemed rational enough, so my mind was set temporarily at ease.

Chris then proceeded to ask me all about the things happening in my life.  "How's work Laur? How was last weekend with Adam in Florida? Did you realize that was Valentines day? That's kinda romantic." (insert jaw-dropping silence here...) Well, this prompted a whole new, significantly elevated wave of suspicion, "Sweet Jesus Chris! What are you on?!"  He assured me again that it was just the caffeine/alcohol mix and general late-night energy (I have a vague memory of this from my life before senior year), and after 5 minutes of third degree big sister questioning he confirmed that no one would be leaving the house, driving a car, or attempting any dangerous acrobatics/knife tricks.  Whhhew.  The call ended with Chris promising to give Cole a wrestle for me on Sunday, which I decided not to question :)  Also he says "Hey," Suzanne.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Little Craft Monsters..

February 10th 2011:

So I’ve been teaching a craft class at a local elementary school on Thursday afternoons.  I started teaching it last fall through Ornamentea and since it was deemed a success by my boss and the school, and I quite enjoy teaching it, it has continued into the spring.

Let me say first of all that these kids are adorable.  They range from 8-12 in age and will shock you with their distinct personalities, strict personal styles and sweet but brutal honesty. 

Let me now say that they are absolutely crazy.  After 6 hours of school and a stuffy classroom, I walk through the door and they are doing back flips and running circles around the “CRAFT LADY!!”

Actually they call me "Miss Lauren," which sounds super sweet, but quickly loses its charm when its being screeched at you from 12 different directions and followed up by a verbal list of demands to be executed immediately (upon punishment of aggressive arm tugging)  

Today, while wrapped in 3 yards of glitter gymp cord, attaching jump-rings to multiple shrink plastic charms and consoling a girl who was sobbing mercilessly over her inability to draw the perfect giraffe’s tail (not an exaggeration) another seemingly sweet 8 year old girl who needed help had the nerve to ask me “Can’t you multi-task?”  3 seconds of jaw dropping shock later, and I was also punching holes in her charms. Don’t ask me where the third arm came from, I was too distracted to tell.

But really I do love those little creatures.  They seem to honestly enjoy our time together and seeing their excitement upon learning something new is quite magical. Today was actually a relatively calm day.. which I attribute completely to the presence of the toaster oven.  We were making Poly-shrink charms (glorified shrinky-dinks) and whenever I slid a batch in the oven, everything got quiet as 12 little bodies crammed their enraptured faces around the glowing glass door of the miniature oven to watch the shrinking magic.  Ah, 2 minute intervals of sweet bliss.

Between these intervals however, I found myself doing mainly two things.  1. burning myself on hot plastic as I shuffled rapidly from child to oven to child and attempted to remove the shrunken plastic from the hot pan in time with their commands anddd 2. marveling at how easily I was able to physically observe the mass transfer of germs from their bodies to mine in mere seconds.  One girl actually sneezed directly into my hands as I was helping cut her plastic.  I'm talking mouth 6 inches away and tangible spray on my palms.  7 minutes of hand washing and 14 pumps of antibacterial later and I was tying a knot in a cord that was handed to me directly from the mouth of another child. As in, she tried to tie it with her teeth...gave up...then handed it to me to finish the job.  "Here you go Miss Lauren" …Mmm thank you sweetie.

I should also mention that these are the same kids that sweetly explained to me the week before that they might be absent for the next class because everyone in school is sick and they will probably get sick too…I'm starting to think I might be lucky to be alive.

There's no craft class this week due to parent teacher conferences. I think I may use the time to devise some sort of  "divide and conquer" technique for next week.  We will be decoupaging treasure chests… which most likely means I'll leave with a lovely assortment of glue and paper stubbornly adhered to half my hair and completely coating my hands.  ...Till then

Friday, October 23, 2009

Hit and Run

So I was hit by a car on Monday morning, while jogging downtown.
I dont have a single scratch or bruise on me, but it was an interesting addition to my Monday nonetheless. As I was running along Peace St. I glanced both ways while crossing a side road and neglected to see the little silver car coming on my left. So I essentially lept unexpectedley in front of this guy's car like a clueless deer, he saw me (probably had a minor heart attack) and braked, the car hit me, sort of knocked me onto it, moved me about 2 feet and the police car conveniently sitting at the light cruised over to see that I was alright. I was, much to the drivers amazement, and after assuring them both that i was perfectly fine, I continued running and proceded to have an otherwise uneventful day.
Weird to think about, especially considering I have probably sustained more injury from walking into doors and tripping over curbs than getting hit by this moving vehicle....

Lauren

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

preoccupied

This morning I got out of the shower, got dressed, ate breakfast, sat down on the couch to check my email, and as I crossed my legs and readjusted my denim skirt - realized I had only shaved one of my legs in the shower. . . . Wednesday is off to a good start.

Thursday, July 30, 2009

Pie Puppy Extraordinaire

Today I was making key lime pies to sell at work. After an hour of serious graham crushing and filling preparation, I pulled pies one and two out of the oven, and just as I was placing (with two hands, mind you) pie number three onto the perfectly placed center rack.... the foil pan flopped in half between my fingers, sloshing the entire pie onto the oven floor and the drawer below. Disbelief, followed by violent swearing ensued. Dad and Chris mosied over to see what i was cursing about, and the three of us stood there speechless, staring cluelessly at the sizzling mess for a good thirty seconds (perhaps trying to undo it with our minds?) before anyone said anything. Dad and Chris quickly mumbled some excuse about having to pick up chris's car at the very moment and before i could even aknowledge what they said i found myself alone in the house, holding my empty pie pan staring at the dripping goop by myself. Thanks guys.

The oven floor was pretty much helpless until the oven cooled down, so i began removing the goo and lids from the drawer below. I moved half the lids to the sink still grumbling to myself about being such a klutz and when i turned back around to grab the rest, i discovered my fuzzy black little pie mopping savior. Cole to the rescue! As if she were saying "I cant beleive those big goons just left you here, to clean up all this delicious pie by your self!" her cute little head burrowed into the lid drawer and assumed a steady and enthusiastic licking motion for the next five minutes. I cleaned up the big globs and she licked small globs, I rinsed the big ligs, and she handed me the small lids (not really, but that would have been awesome!) anyway it was teamwork at it's finest, and we totally stuck it to those lame boys who stranded us, while also enjoying a tangy snack all to ourselves.

The moral of this story is that I have the best puppy in the world, who I am now tempted to bake little puppy desserts for. Also be careful with foil pie pans. They will turn on you.

Lauren

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Puppy Tales: Week One

Sunday 5/10
Mothers Day and Dad’s Birthday. Who can think of a better day to bring home a brand new bouncing, biting, licking, dirt eating puppy?! ( I for one cannot imagine a better possible scenario, however it‘s very likely that my mom could have….very easily, in fact)
Anyways here is the back-story. I have been campaigning for a new family dog/puppy for over a year now, and decided that since I have no current job prospects for the summer and Chris and I are both leaving in the fall (at which point mom (obviously but unadmittedly) will be suffering from empty nest syndrome) I deemed now the perfect time to put operation acquire a puppy into action.
I applied online for the rescue puppy (Lola, an 8-10 week old black lab mix) on Thursday, received a congratulations call on Saturday, and mom, dad and me were on our way to a foster house in Philadelphia to pick her up at 11am Sunday morning. (Talk about a last minute puppy supplies scramble!) There were 17 puppies waiting to be adopted that day from Wet Nose Rescue, all of which would have been put down had they not been adopted. “Lola” and her 3 sisters and 1 brother came up from South Carolina, where they were born from a stray dog in a woodpile. The adoption organization was great and gave us all sorts of info, supplies and samples with our new pup.
She was very well behaved on the ride home and after many name and spellings debate, we settled on calling her “Cole.” Which I had had picked out for a long time now. Cole started out a little timid but enjoyed exploring her new home. We gave her a dish soap bath (Dawn apparently kills fleas) and spent most of the day playing with her and her new yellow frog beanie on the back deck. Cole enjoyed nibbling on Mom’s tomato plant when she wasn’t looking, and often sometimes when she was looking, as well as snuggling under a big blue blanket in the backyard and sneaking under the deck whenever possible. She didn’t eat too much the first day, but she did an excellent job of sitting by the grill “assisting” dad cook dinner.

Monday 5/11
Cole went to bed around 11 and woke up around 5:30 am. We played for a little while then fell asleep on the family room floor together. Cole woke up as the rest of the family went about their routines and I continued my nap on the couch. Cole fell asleep again watching Squawk Box with dad (who wouldn’t?) and I got up around 8:30. Later on she ran around with my birthday balloon, and joined dad and I on a Petsmart trip to pick out chew toys and treats. Cole chose a minty rope toy and a snuggly little squeaky lamb. She also received several dozen belly rubs from the Petsmart employees. Upon arriving home she began chewing everything in sight except for her new toys (my left arm took the brunt of it), and also let out a little excited pee for mom when she got home. Apparently she doesn’t realize that she hasn’t completely won mom over yet and this little incident did not earn her any points. Successful second bath in the evening.

Tuesday 5/12
2&4 am wake ups, handled by dad. I woke up to a surprise shower of puppy kisses provided by Cole with the help of mom. Cole proceeded to make a startling yaking noise after this which had mom running her downstairs so fast I found myself wondering whether I had dreamed the whole thing. Cole and I ate breakfast after that and she settled down for a nap while I scooted over to Petsmart for more supplies (found a cute puppy-sized plaid collar on sale!) I took her for a walk when I got home, using her brand new red harness. We did one block and only stalled once in front of a big German Sheppard with a loud bark. Cole answered back with her own little growl once we were a safe 20 yards past the house. She sprinted the last 50 yards home. In teething puppy news, Cole’s biting force has quadrupled over night along with her hunger for human flesh, as everything from my toes to my face have come to experience. She also now has a tendency to latch onto any inch of our clothing she can and hold on for dear life.

Wednesday 5/13
4:30 and 6:30 am wake ups. Dad and I left her alone for the first time to run an errand and found she had re decorated her crate when we came back. I took her to visit mom at work later where she excitedly peed on several innocent coworkers. She was well behaved for the most part through and received several adoring belly rubs. She ventured some dangerous seat jumping on the car ride home, but passed out in the backseat shortly after. After a quick lunch we were off too the vet for Cole’s first check up! The vet technicians adored her and the vet reported that Cole was healthy with a small case of hook worms, which she received some banana flavored medicine for. Another nap on the car ride home, and another on the front lawn while I cleaned my car. Cole had an evening visit from a few of chris’ friends. She remained calm throughout the exciting visit only to explode into a fury of hyperactivity and psychotic biting after they left. Thanks guys. I blocked off the area under the computer table and side of the couch so that Cole’s secret agent tunneling into computer wire central for chew sessions would come to an end, unfortunately this has not put an end to her affection for chewing and biting everything else in site. After an unsuccessful walk attempt later on, we settled for running laps around the house practicing the “come” command which Cole has come to excel at. Some over zealous biting and jumpy later on landed Cole in her crate around 10:30.

Thursday 5/14
5:30am wake up to a rainy day with lots of naps. Cole has a habit of running and stretching in her sleep then accidentally rolling off her pillow. Its hilarious and adorable. When the rain cleared later, we took a field trip with dad to community park to check on Chris’ Eagle Scout project benches. Cole did some running around there, and very much enjoyed jumping off the benches and eating dirt. She looked extremely cute and hip in her new plaid collar and hot red harness. She napped some more at home and we ran laps round the house again after another unsuccessful walk attempt (what kind of Labrador is she anyways??) Well she is currently the kind of Labrador that enjoys dragging kitchen rugs over to her pillow in the family room to chew on, attempting to eat her own dog tag while its attached to her, and tunneling under the computer table to gnaw wires in peace. In other news, I trimmed Cole’s nails to avoid further scarring on my part, she is eating more and is doing very well with her house training and she is still cute as a bug. More tales to follow

Lauren

Prague Wrap Up

Saturday (4/25) was a sunny final day in pretty Prague. I walked from the Mustek metro stop over to the metronome/skate park to get a last view of the beautiful red-roofed city. I wandered around in the park area up there for a while, found a little restaurant/house place with a gorgeous view of the river and bridges outside, watched oddles of dogs frolicking about and eventually made my way back to the hostel. Later that evening Andrew, Jeremy, Terry, Gennie and I went to ordinary people for a last meal and beer. Some final packing after that (mostly watching Blakeley try to stuff 4 tons of clothing in 2 half broken suitcases) and then some thinking about home, summer plans and how this trip has changed the way I feel going back to it all. I think these past three months in Prague have changed the way I look at the world, the way I think about other people and other cultures, and most of all how I see my own culture and the things that make it home for me. I’m so grateful for the experiences I had and the lessons I’ve learned. My only wish is that my family someday have the same opportunity they gave to me .

Lauren

And now as my blogs about Prague come to a close, a new blog worthy interest has entered my life, in the form of a frisky 11 pound black lab-mix little girl puppy named Cole. Begin: The Puppy Tales

Saturday, April 25, 2009

The Last Week.....

Sunday night Gennie, Jeremy and I ended up seeing Gran Torino at the Flora cinema. The movie was really good but a little bit lacking in dialogue and a little bit substituting with racial stereotyping…also fairly predictable but still a strong story. I really liked the song at the end.

Monday 4/20
Jeremy and I attempted to go to one of Prague’s better flea markets, but found it short on cool stuff and full of sunglasses, strange souvenirs and crappy clothes. Disappointing.. Off to studio after that. Last group meeting; I gave Dana my revised version of the handbook which she seemed impressed with, then some online job hunting for me while everyone else finished up their cocktail dresses. I went back to the hostel to study beekeeping after that.

Tuesday 4/21
Went for a morning run, then skyped mom and studied bees some more. We took our exam at 3:30, and Dalibor gave us our grades an hour later. I managed an A on the test which equals an A for the semester! Hooray. I fiddled around with some little fabric crafts after that then went back to the hostel to begin getting my things organized for home (holy crap!) Skyped dad there too.

Wednesday 4/22
We turned in our final fashion history papers then headed out to the castle for our cocktail dress photo shoot. We mostly just took pictures in little nooks of the town around the castle, but everywhere we went was really pretty and we had a nice (tad bit chilly) day so I think the pictures will turn out really well. Eleanor and I left together when we were done and hopped on the tram. We traveled about 50 feet before the tram stopped and kicked us out along with the passengers of 3 other stopped trams. We were not sure why this happened, but with all the confusion, scrambling, and misdirected people (including ourselves) it felt like the world was coming to an end. Eleanor and I thrust ourselves into the crowd of people moving rapidly down the hill hoping for the best. After a steady trek downhill and several crazed traffic sprints we made it to the metro station and normalcy and boarded the green line safely back to studio. I popped into the Landscape architecture open house, saw the cool stuff they have been slaving over for the last few weeks, snagged a free glass of wine and made my way back to the hostel.

Thursday 4/23
We slept in a little bit, then began preparations for our evening performance/final show. After some primping and final costume adjustments we made our way over to the small art gallery/our performance space. This was about 2pm. We ran through the play several times, began drinking, then ran through it some more. Eleanor and I took a break to go find a flower shop (for Nina) and searched the nearby streets, sketchily drinking beer out of our pockets. We were successful in our flower hunt (though we had some small communication troubles with the florist) then decided to pick up some liquor for Ladislav (he is always stealing sips of ours so we thought this would be appropriate.) We snuck successfully back into the space without being seen, and then Blakeley arrived about 15 minutes after us with another bundle of flowers for Nina (oooops!) small communication error but not a major problem. Our show went on around 5:30 in front a crowded little audience. It went pretty smoothly -only a few minor hiccups that mostly went unnoticed, then it was cocktail dress time. We did a little catwalk to Michael Jackson and we were done! Hooray! Time for wine and dinner. We lugged all of our stuff back to the studio then took a very scenic ride on Tram 22 to the Monastery where we had our first group dinner way back in January. I explored the pretty gardens and scenery outside for a bit with Fernando, Ben and John, (everything was so green and thick, and mystical feeling. It’s the kind of place that makes you want to run around like a little kid playing tag and hide and go seek till its too dark to see) then we returned inside with the others and began our evening of excellent beer and food. I had a half liter of the mixed (light and dark) beer and one of straight dark. Delicious Klaster. Also it’s worth mentioning that Lorna themed the night “Mustache Mayhem,” and so Martin (landscape professor) went around drawing exotic mustaches on everyone’s faces with Eleanor’s eyeliner (much to her dismay.) He gave me a pair of scary eyebrows, which I later wiped off in favor of a squiggly mustache. It was nice to end things where they began.

Friday 4/24
We slept in and after I did some organizing in the hostel, I made my way over to studio with Rima to clean our stuff out of there. Ladislav greeted us at the door offering champagne and shots of Beckerovka. (this was about 2pm mind you, though he had been offering them to others all morning) I cleaned up my stuff, turned in my key, then went down to the market to search for last minute souvenirs for a particular brother who has too many t shirts, for me to possibly bring him home another one. I settled on something appropriate for a graduating senior then loaded up my studio stuff and headed back to the hostel. After some more organizing and packing I got ready for the birthday dinner we had planned. I was Briand and Blakeley’s birthday with mine coming on Monday so we decided to go out to a Staropramen Restaurant with a small gang to celebrate. The restaurant was definitely on the slow side with delivering the food, but once it came the wait didn’t seem so bad. Delicious. Add in two beers and a funfetti cake from Katelyn and Jess, and I was happy (and stuffed) camper. Back To the hostel after dinner, where we decked ourselves out in our best 80’s fashions for a night of 80’s and 90’s music at the very popular Lucerna Music Bar. I rocked a side ponytail, big hoops and my newly acquired white rimmed shades. We ended the night on Billie Jean (which might as well be the theme song for the whole trip) around 2:40 am and caught the 51 tram outside just in time. Terry was proud to show us how he had sweated entirely through two layers of clothes (including a canary yellow hoodie with cut off sleeves. Viva the 80‘s!) Great last night in Prague.

Saturday 4/25
Today is a day of last minute picture taking, final packing, and final beer enjoyment. Nothing really panned other than that. Maybe one last trip to the French onion soup place around the corner (Ordinary People) for dinner. 9 am shuttle to the airport tomorrow.


Things I’ve failed to mention about Prague so far
PDA is everywhere and it’s out of control (dry humping and ear licking on public transit, On a daily basis!)
Bright colored tights are all the rage
Chips, popcorn etc. come in three main flavors: salted, paprika, bacon
They love their 80’s music here, and I love them for it :)

Lauren

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

In the Spirit of Heading Home Soon...

Things I’m looking forward to at home:
Cooking and baking with normal supplies
English speaking grocery store workers
A mosquito-free bedroom
Proper pedicure supplies (much needed!)
Availability and affordability of cheddar cheese
non plastic-tasting cereal bars
Smoke-free restaurants
Craft supplies (and a spacious family room to spread them out in. wink)
Using a telephone
Driving
Ma, Pa and Chris


Things I crave from home:
Red Robin crispy chicken salad
Big leafy salads of any kind
Reese’s peanut butter cups
Cookout milkshake
Italian Dressing
Herr’s sour cream and onion chips
Fresh clean t-shirts
Summer wardrobe
Flip flops

Things I will miss about Prague:
Good beer at great prices. wine too
Cobblestones
Colorful buildings
Open-ended explorations
Breathtaking views
Friends
Pubs & clubs
Public transportation
Musli granola


Lauren

Sunday, April 19, 2009

One week to go..

Second to last week in Prague, ahhhh!

Sunday (4/12) was relaxing day on my own -a big part of our group was away on an all day philosophy field trip. I decided to explore the city area behind our hostel, but found it pretty dead with it being Easter day and all. So I came back to the hostel, gathered up our months worth of beer bottles and went to grocery store down the street to cash them in and get some lunch. The bottles earned me a 45 Koruna credit (3 Kc each!) so I picked up some cereal, milk and fruit (I’m craving the normalcies of home) and came back to eat it. After that I strolled down to a little park I found while exploring and sat in the sun for a while reading. It was very nice and there were actually quite a few people frolicking about the park. More milk and cereal for dinner (my addiction has resumed) and a pretty quiet night.

Monday 4/13
I woke up early to go tot the fabric store before studio, but after making the long trek out there I found it closed for “Easter Monday,” which is apparently a big deal here. Went to studio after that and made the muslin of my cocktail dress. Nina and Ladislav took us to Muzeum after class to see and old dress collection/exhibit. It featured some very old and unique wedding dresses from throughout the decades. Apparently people were extremely tiny before 1920, and also wedding dresses were not so often white.

Tuesday 4/14
I took a solo trip to go see the Prague castle, since I was apparently the only one who hadn’t gone. The walk up to it was a sweaty one, but the day was beautiful and so were the views of the city below. I made it there just in time for a small changing of guards on the back entrance at 11am. Inside the courtyard area I saw St. Vitus’s Cathedral and St. George’s Basilica but opted not to go inside due to the long lines and steep ticket price. I walked around the side of the complex through the Gardens on the Ramparts, which were sooo beautiful. Everything was in full bloom and chirping the morning away, and the view of the red-roofed town below was so pretty and peaceful. I could have stayed there for a while…but I kept moving toward the front of the castle where I witnessed the 12pm big changing of the guards -very formal and kinda boring. I saw the battling Titans on the front gate (sculpted in the 18th century) then made my way back through the inner courtyards once again and back down through the streets of Mala Strana. I made another more hopeful trip to the fabric store, and happily found it open. I picked out materials for my cocktail dress and a side project dress then made my way to the studio for beekeeping class at 2:30. Class was long and kinda dull as we learned about bee diseases and infestations (note: mites are gross and disgusting to watch videos of) I was also extremely hungry, so that made it feel a lot longer. After class I was grumpy, from having not eaten so I made some stove popcorn and headed back to the hostel to eat and de-grumpify. Jeremy and I walked around the dog park down the street later on and witnessed several psychotic dogs wrestling each other and one massive dog rape scene. I was not very pleased with a certain dog named “Humphreyyy!!” after that and so we left soon after.

Wednesday 4/15
I made my entire cocktail dress today (I was very motivated and barely took a break to use the bathroom) but I was very satisfied with the final product and myself afterwards, It feels pretty good to be done with all the work and ahead of everyone else.. Stress free :) We had our last fashion history class as well. I had chicken and rice for dinner and left for the hostel afterwards to fit in a run. Excellent night for a run; perfect weather.

Thursday 4/16
I didn’t have much to do in studio, so I wrote my final fashion history paper, then worked on revising the Prague handbook, since it is seriously lacking in useful information. After that we technically had fashion illustration but most people were in intense costume sewing mode, so it sort of got ignored. Gennie and I went for a stroll around town and bought some souvenirs, then we came back to the institute and I left after dinner again for another run.

Friday 4/17
Today was rainy for the first time in a while and chilly so it was a stay indoors kinda day. I didn’t have much to do so I decided to go into studio to work on my side project dress. I finished after dinner and once again was really happy with the end product. I’m definitely understanding garment construction better than I did before this semester and I’m producing more interesting designs with slightly more complicated constructions. I feel a lot more confident in my sewing abilities and I’m very excited about it :) Leftover chicken and rice for dinner and then early night to prepare for photo shoot on Saturday.

Saturday 4/18
Arrived at studio at 9 am to get our make up done by the make up artist, then final costume checks and we were off to the performance space for the photo shoot. Jeremy and I were the first ones to go (as Lysander and Hermia) and it was a little awkward because you never really know what to do in front of the camera, pose wise that is. But we gave it our best try and I think there were some good ones. Blakeley and Gennie joined us next and I think the pictures got a little better. After our group was done Ladislav whipped out champagne to get everyone feeling loose (a little late Ladie!!) so everyone else’s pictures went pretty smoothly and we all got a little giddy and took silly pictures of our own. We also ran through the play/performance once or twice and determined that it probably just wont look that smooth. Oh well.

We finished up around 4:00 and after a fun but long day we treked back to the studio and immediately started seeking out food. I had a chicken nugget snack then went back to the hostel to await our Thai food plans for 6:30. I went to “Orange Moon” in the flora mall with Brian, Blakeley, Eleanor, and Laura-Nelle. I ordered fried rice with chicken and vegetable and it was delicious. After dinner we got ready to go out early because the place we were going offered a discounted cover price of 50 Koruna for arrivals before 10pm. Worth it! We went to Karlovy Lazne, the “Biggest Dance Club in Central Europe,” which has 5 floors with different dance themes and lounges. The few of us that went early bought beer and played a few drinking games up on the fifth floor while waiting for the group that just couldn’t leave that early. They arrived around 11:30pm and we all spent most of our time on the 80’s themed 3rd floor with the light up floor. As a bonus I found a cute, fun pair of white rimmed sunglasses on the ground of one of the floors which I kept as a souvenir. whoo! Jeremy and I left around 1:30 feeling severely dehydrated and stopped in Wenceslas square for some juice while we waited for the tram. Fun day and night :)

Sunday
Today I went with Terry, Jeremy and Andrew to this crazy big scenic mountain/hill that is on the way to the airport. I had been wanting to go hike around there for a while and they wanted to go too. So we used the path, which ran through a pretty field of dandelions, to climb up the smaller of the mountains then decided to climb down this mountain, in order to climb up the other one (they were not connected) it was a really fun climb down that ended in a little babbling brook. then we were on our way up, through a field of blooming pear trees and verrry steep dirt trail and finally, after a little heaving, at the top of the big mountain in the bright green grass and refreshing breeze. Aaaaah, serenity. The views all around were beautiful and it was nice to just lay there in the grass for a little while enjoying nature. After a few replenishing snacks, we spread out Jeremy’s stolen airplane blanket and played several games of hearts (which I am really beginning to enjoy.) We played 3 rounds or so and I ended up winning , having only accumulated 1 point. Andrew, who was also a beginner, came in second. Haha the novices conquer all. After that we began our climb down and back up and back down over both mountains and back to the real world where studio work awaited (but not for me!) we stopped at the mcDonalds at the bus stop for some more sustenance. I got a strawberry milkshake that didn’t compare to a Cookout milkshake, and thus gave half to Andrew. Wonderful morning and afternoon. I would love to return to that area if time allows me. Plan for tonight is movie at Flora mall (with popcorn!!)
I’ll be home in a week (…where has the semester gone?!)

Lauren

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Happy Easter!

Week recap

Monday
Sunny run, studio, I finished the script for our midsummer night’s dream performance, worked on costume, made chocolate chip cookies which were very successful.

Tuesday
Double beekeeping (9-12, 2-5) Dalibor wore a “Time is Honey” t-shirt. In the second session we hollowed out egg shells and used bee’s wax to draw designs on them, then painted over it in bright colors and peeled off the wax. These painted Easter eggs are a big Czech tradition. (my eggs have been hidden on my desk, as my poor attempts would probably insult this tradition more than celebrate it)

Wednesday
Studio, then visited the space where we will put on our performance/fashion show. It looks really cool and has some old Greek statues in it (very appropriate for the play.) I walked around old town square after that, (in the bright warm sunshine!!) and perused some of the shops they have set up there. I finished my costume later on and made some more cookies.

Thursday
Studio, then Fashion History where we studied 1900-1950. I spent most of the day making a dress (that actually turned out really well!) out of some leftover material I had. When I got back to the penzion, I decided I could go for a beer. I drank about ¾ of the bottle then passed out on my bed… in all my clothes (this was about 10pm mind you, and yes I am aware of how pathetic that is) I woke up about an hour later a little bewildered and decided since everyone else was going out (and I was clearly not in the condition to do so) that I would sew some pockets on my dress. Good decision, they look pretty cute.

Friday
Zoo Praha! Awoken to another gorgeous sunny 67 degree day in Prague, we continued with our plans to visit the city zoo. After a metro ride and a bus ride packed with mini zoo-goers in strollers, (we made friends with a few leg pokers) we got to the zoo around 10:15. We saw the usual boring bird exhibits, lots of goat/yak creatures, and lots of deer/elks. We saw the lions, tigers, hippos, flamingos etc. But the highlights for me were definitely the adorable sea otters splashing around, the pokey elephants, and the GIRAFFES! They were far way from everything else but it was so peaceful to watch them roam around in their big field, occasionally creeping close to us. Down inside the building there, they had more giraffes that were cooped up inside a glass pen. It was really cool to see them so close up but it made me sad because there were five of them all penned up in this small circular room, with barely anywhere to move. Hopefully they don’t leave them in there too long. There was a baby in there that was adorable, and in the pen over there was a huge giraffe laying down that we were pretty sure was Preggers. They were all so pretty and majestic, I could have sat and watched them all day. Another highlight was watching a brigade of long-tailed moneys prowl over to a gathering of ducks and chase them off their turf. They were very sneaky and funny. We also saw a polar bear who may have lost his mind. He was pacing back and forth at the top of his exhibit and kept banging on a steel door there. I thought he was just waiting for food, but this went on for several hours, because we kept passing it. So either someone forgot to feed him or the poor thing just lost it. I sort of forget how depressing zoo’s can be. It was still a nice day outside with nature though.

We left around 3:30 and Jessica Eleanor and I headed to Mala Strana to check our Petrin Hill. We began our hike up the cobblestones, and quickly realized that this hill was less hill, more mountain, so we stopped at a little market for some sustenance. We stopped on a little grassy knoll to munch on our grapes and Tostitos, met hairy dog with a butterfly clip on its head, then continued our trek upwards. We tackled a lot of steps on our way up, but the view of the city was so beautiful as we went that I thought it was more than worth it (plus I really enjoyed the exercise.) We made it to the top, (hooray!) and were greeted with a bustling little green of activities. We ended up right under the observation tower, which was modeled after the Eiffel tower in Paris (though only ¼ it’s height). To our right was a beer garden, to the left was the Strahov Monastery, the Church of St. Lawrence and a Mirror maze. We snapped a few pictures of everything then had a go at the mirror maze. Turns out, the maze part was pretty easy, but it was still cool to walk around and take pictures with all the mirrors. We saw a historic painting in the next room then got to the fun house mirrors. We probably spent the most time here, as we found the simple distortions of our bodies immensely amusing. Snapped some funny pictures there, then walked through an arch in what we think was the Hunger Wall, to the other side of the hill. There was a nice green lawn here, ideal for cart-wheeling (which I quickly learned was not even a little bit feasible in the dress I was wearing, Eleanor unfortunately has evidence) We ran into Terry and Blakely here (apparently my incidental flashing alerted them to our presence) and told them to go do the mirror maze. Jess, Eleanor and I sat and played “Lime” in the grass for a little while, then moved along. We found where the rose garden would be, if there had been roses, and took silly pictures under a tree blooming with pretty white flowers. We copped a few flowers from the tree and the many forsythia bushes for our hair, then made our way down the hill via The Funicular Tram (which we failed to notice on our way up.) we hopped a city tram home after that and got some Gelato at the tram stop. A wonderful day in Prague altogether, but then any day that ends in ice cream is hard to beat.

After a much needed shower and nap, we did a little boozing and headed to a music bar (club) that Ben picked out called Futurum. We had some minor trouble finding it, but the fact that it was 80’s night quickly made up for this. I arrived home to chirping birds at 3:30 am. Tough day to beat.

Saturday
Woke up and began making plans for dinner on the River. After sifting though several bank breaking restaurants. I made a reservation at Hergatova Cihelna. After that I set out on a lone adventure through Mala Strana (Little Quarter) which has become one of my favorite areas of Prague. I wondered a bit and perused a few shops then walked right through my destination of Kampa Island without realizing it. I checked out another Island called Streleky Ostrov which had a great few of the Charles bridge, then headed back to Kampa Park for a nap in the sun. It was nice to lay in the sun for a little while and just people watch. There was a little kid who rolled around in circles on the ground, yelling in Czech for about 15 minutes who I found pretty entertaining. After a “poke check” of my skin returned positive for sun exposure I made my way back to the metro. I got off a mustek for a brief flip flop hunt, that ended unsuccessfully, then went back to the penzion to shower and spiff up for dinner.
Our restaurant was in Mala Strana as well, right next to the Franz Kafka museum, and the infamous peeing statue/fountain outside of it. (apparently you can send a text message to some number and the statue will pee/spell out your message in the water…) anyways we were seated on the terrace, as requested, and the view was phenomenal, the lights shining off the river and the Charles bridges ½ a mile away. Sighhh. The menu was a little expensive, but nothing compared to the other places we looked out, and with the wonderful atmosphere it was worth it. We had a candlelit dinner, with snuggly blankets provided, though they were hardly needed; it was a gorgeous night. Our waitress was super nice and the food and wine was delicious. I had red wine with Pasta Amatriciana. It was a great night. We ventured across the Charles bridge after dinner to cream and dream, a gelato place, then home to the penzion. Terry and I sat out on the penzion balcony for a long time. The lights of the city below were so pretty and there was a full yellow moon. The air was also just so nice I didn’t want to go inside…But I did eventually and I passed out in my clothes on my bed again. (to be fair, I had several glasses of wine at dinner and a full day in the sun, but yes its still pretty pathetic) I woke up at 1am, bewildered again, brushed my teeth, changed into pj’s and went back to sleep. Another great day enjoying Prague :)

Lauren

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Amsterdam!

Thursday 4/2
Our group of 6 (Anna, Rima, Eleanor, Blakeley, Jessica and myself) left drawing early to catch our flight at 7:00pm. The flight was less than two hours but felt like two minutes because I passed out completely for all of it. We took a 20 minute train from the airport to centre city, and then we were there! in the awesomeness of Amsterdam! Our hotel was Called the Heart of Amsterdam, and they certainly weren’t kidding about the name. We wandered around for a little while from the train station, and when we found the hotel we were smack (and I mean smack) in the middle of the red light district. I’m talking brothels and hookers next door, across the street and as far as you could see in pretty much any direction, not to mention sex shops, sex shows, peep shows, porn theatres, “coffee” shops and bars. It was pretty crazy, but we had a fun time walking around and just taking it all in. Terry took us to a coffee shop called the Jolly Joker to try some of the local flavor, then we went to dinner at a little hamburger place that served Obamaburgers. We walked around a little more after that and began to notice that all the bars and coffee shops close before the sex shops and peep shows. Interesting. We headed back to our 007 room in the hotel after that (all of the rooms have a different movie theme, pretty sweet - I’m sleeping under Sean Connery’s head)

Friday 4/3
We woke up to an extensive breakfast in the hotel, from which we also prepared lunch sneakily. Then we checked out and were off to find our next hostel (we booked a different one each night to get the full experience of Amsterdam) We passed the morning shift of the red light district on our way out. The walk took a long while, because we had a fairly large group and some seriously slow walkers (then again I’m a little biased because I walk like a “city girl” as terry says) But we got to Okay Stay eventually and dropped our stuff off. Then it was off to play in the sun!!! we were right across from Vondelpark which was huge and pretty, so Jessica and I started walking through there, taking pictures, envying puppies, climbing trees etc. It was a very nice stroll. After that we perused the shops on Leidseplein Stratte, which were adorable but very expensive. Then we had lunch at a little place with outdoor seating on the canal, and the sun was wonderful and felt amazing. After lunch we went on a hunt for “space cakes” and found some at a coffee shop called “The Rookies” (which we thought was very appropriate.) so we ate those and then rented a paddle boat, or “canal bike” to cruise the canals. Being on the canal was a lot of fun, but paddling always gets tiring after a while and our boat was crazy hard to steer. I had to practically climb on top of the steering stick to keep the thing going straight, and forget it if we had to swerve on-coming boat traffic, we were goners who got honked at big time. (and no it was not because of the space cakes, other people were struggling too) After our hour + of paddling we trekked back to the hostel to meet the others for dinner.

We went to The Bulldog (Amsterdam’s biggest and most renown coffee shop chain) before dinner then around the corner to Ristorante Italiano where I had pasta filled with spinach and ricotta in tomato cream sauce. Stellar. We got some ben and Jerry’s after that and went back to the hostel to get ready for the evening. Unfortunately Jessica, Rima and myself never saw the rest of the evening because we accidentally passed out in our clothes while everyone one else was drinking and getting ready. (we think the space cakes might have kicked in reallllly late.) but it was a busy, fun day, and we were also just really tired.

Saturday 4/4
We woke up Saturday to another big breakfast spread, in cool old part of the hostel. Seeing that they had chocolate sprinkles available I decided to try the traditional Dutch breakfast of hagelslag, which is essentially buttered toast with chocolate sprinkles on top. It was pretty much what you would expect it to be, different, but not bad. After breakfast and another stealthy lunch preparation, we began our trek to our third hostel -Intersail- on a boat! After some fine navigation on my part we arrived on the dock of Christina, where Tony the boat master sent us one dock over to stay on Waterland. Both boats were tiny creaky and cute, and the smell/feel reminded me of Fisher’s Island in Connecticut a little bit. Our rooms were tiny little bunks but I really liked the whole set up, very cool and boaty. We dropped our stuff discussed plans for the day and headed out. We didn’t get far before we ran into Terry and Blakeley, who we had lost to a coffee shop along the way. They were very happy to see us , since they had no clue what or where our hotel was.
Jess and I began exploring and found a flea market on Waterlooplein that Rima had mentioned. We shopped through there for a while. I bought a hippyish shirt and an awesome bicycle bell, jess bought a “leather” jacket for 19 Euro. We stopped in a café/restaurant to get warm (the awesome sunny weather of Friday decided not sleepover.) and eat lunch. (I ate my smuggled lunch from breakfast) we stopped in a little shop next door and I bought some stroopwaffles which are another Dutch specialty consisting of two very thin waffle wafers with some sort of caramel stuff spread in the middle. Very tasty. After that we wandered around some more, came across the botanical gardens, which had sadly just closed, but we peeked in and it looked pretty. We stopped in a spirits shop on our way back to the boat and bought some awesome Spanish wine before meeting the others for dinner. We had a glass of our Rotwein/Leiblich 2007 Vinto Tinto from Valencia then went to “Jasmine Thai Food” for dinner. I had a plate of fried rice for 2.50 Euro and realized it was the cheapest meal I’ve had in Europe outside the Czech Republic (besides my smuggled lunches.) After dinner we played some scrabble and hearts on the boat, then some of us walked over to the red light district to wander around again. A few people decided to catch a sex show for 25 Euro, but I decided it wasn’t for me and headed back to the boat.

Sunday 4/5
Another day another awesome breakfast, this time with fresh fruit. :) We packed up our stuff, bid our captain (I never got his name but he was an interesting fellow) farewell, and walked to the train station to store our luggage in lockers for the day. After that we rented bikes from Orange Bike, and began our leisurely ride through the city. My seat was just about an inch or two too high for me( toes justtt barely touched the ground) so I had trouble stopping throughout the day with out falling over. We rode to terry’s new hostel (he stayed a day later than us) so he could drop his stuff, then to Dam square where we got separated by the crowds. Jess and I continued biking and found ourselves in a pretty little park with tons of daffodils we poked around there for a while, then realized that we were right across the street from the Heineken Brewery. Heineken is evidently a Dutch beer that originated in Amsterdam. Cool! So we went in there, learned about the history of the beer, bottom fermentation, their special ‘A’ yeast strain, and that we were at Stadhouderskade the second brewery established. We ventured into a big room with tanks, where we tasted the wort of the beer, (water and barley) not so tasty. I decided it would be fun to climb in one of the fermentation tanks for a photo (they were fake and empty!) so I did, and managed to be sneaky enough that no one really noticed (not an easy feat for me.) After that Jessica and I got to ‘be the beer” in the Heineken 4-D experience. We traveled through the brewing process and got jostled, sprayed and fanned a lot, but it was cute. After that we did a tasting of two week old Heineken and observed the golden color caused by the barley. Jess and I made a Dutch music video in the next room, which failed to send to our emails :( then we watched funny Heineken commercials from the 50’s, 80’s etc in cool chairs (which I later banged my head on) after that came old posters, videos, advertising history (partnership with James Bond movies) and finally….BEER! We got two big glasses of beer either extra cold or regular, I had one of each then snatched the glasses, as I deemed that they must be included in the 15 Euro entrance fee, as otherwise that fee is pure extortion. We had a swervy bike ride back to the rental place after that. Then popped into a Mexican restaurant called Guadalupe for some soup before our trip home. Train station after that, some minor passport troubles for Blakeley which were luckily resolved, then another unconscious plain ride home. :) awesome weekend!

Lauren

Monday, April 6, 2009

Rest of Week

So Wednesday (4/1)was the first of many hectic days in studio. We are all sewing like crazy because we now have a midsummer night’s dream costume and a cocktail dress to make for the end of the program, which is less than three weeks away. Keep in mind that these were our only two projects for the semester and they were officially assigned only about a week ago. What were we supposed to be doing during the previous two months? No one seems to be sure. Also Nina and Ladya seem to think it’s helpful to scurry about studio yelling strings of “yes, yes, yes, yes!” and “oh no,no, no,no!” whilst providing us with plagiarized internet power points on fashion business (with of course nina’s spinning, flashing touches) to effectively waste our time. We also had a field trip to an art museum featuring paintings of 1700’s fashion for fashion history , which was cool. We saw some peacocks there.

Thursday (4/2) was a little less hectic, and more productive. I finished the vest part of my costume (it’s reversible!!) and started work on the dress. After studio I went for a walk through old town square which to my bewilderment was completely filled with shops, stands, food, games, decorations and people . Basically the Prague version of a state fair, minus the rides. Very crazy, very exciting, and steadily kickin’ until Easter Monday, whoo! It was also a sunny 60 degrees which had me in a fit of joy to begin with. Back at the institute we drew magazine figures in fashion illustration and then it was time for AMSTERDAM!
Too much excitement for one day.

Lauren


Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Berlin continued...

next two days..

Sunday 3/29
Another grocery store yogurt breakfast. (the sill of our hotel window has become a mini-fridge for yogurt and beer - just the essentials.) We left the hotel at 10am (9am on the body clock) and our whole group walked to the Pergammon museum. Where we saw a bunch of old Greek and Roman statues and art, Islamic art and textiles and a section on Greek mythology which I particularly enjoyed. On our way there we saw the Berliner Dom which is an awesomely ornate cathedral that was almost completely destroyed in WWII, and later restored, and the a big pretty gallery. After the museum we stopped in a flea market for a bratwurst lunch ( I’ve decided that I definitely prefer normal sized hot dogs, but globs of mustard helped) and then we shopped around a little bit, and I bought a really cute hat which helped keep me warm. We took a metro next, and walked to a preserved area of the Berlin wall. It was a little enclosed area of no-mans land with sand and footprints in it still, not physically accessible to anyone. Berlin has a big theme of preserving parts of the past so they are not forgotten, which I think is great and more places should do it. We climbed up the tower across the street to see the aerial view of this place, then watched some history films in the exhibit downstairs. Eye opening, and tragic, yet ironically most of the group fell asleep. We walked down the block to see a reconstructed church from a bombing in 1965? It was again neat how they preserved some old parts of it when rebuilding.
We headed to Invaliden Park after that, where we saw and climbed up the “sinking wall” (absent of water ) and played on a nearby playground with monkey bars and more spinny things. Next we continued walk down to Kanzleramt which is a big spacey park area on the river with huge-scale buildings and pretty bridges. We also saw throughout the day, brick line running through the city that represents where the Berlin wall used to stand. After that we headed back toward the museum area and Jeremy, Laura-nelle, Gennie and I broke off from the group to get some coffee and snacks. We went to the main train station, Hosbaunhof, where I had a big bowl of fruit and bought some cookies for later, then we metro-ed back to the hotel around 7:30. A small group of us went to dinner around the corner at Alpenlandische Sperinlitnten at 8:00, where I had wildgoulashsuppe (all one word) which was sort of a small bowl of meat and gravy- interesting to say the least. Then we went back to the hostel and passed out around 11:30pm.

Monday 3/30
We woke up early and packed up all our stuff to store in the hotel basement, (more yogurt for breky) then trekked out to the Nueu National Gallery In Kulturforum (center of fine arts.) It was a gallery that seemed to be pretty empty but had some really cool sculptures around it. I really liked the kinetic one by Michael Riki? After that we went to the Bauhaus which is a famous German design school that was shut down during World War II, but was the learning/teaching environment of a lot of well-know artists. There were a lot of cool things to see there. We took a short bus ride to a city center area next to see The Kaiser Wilhelm Memorial Church, which was bombed out during WWII but remains standing. We couldn’t go inside because it was closed but the view of the outside was pretty phenomenal in itself. We grabbed some cheap lunch from a little Asia stir-fry tent then watched a street show of guys performing crazy dance and skateboard moves to the tune of Thriller. It’s safe to say they put my dance moves to shame…and then some. We explored a few souvenir shops after that and a bunch of the guys bought 5 Euro suspenders with various silly themes on them. This was the point at which I placed Dave’s filthy rubber chicken “Alberti“ (which he found in the dirt of the railroad park on Friday) in a bag at the souvenir shop, as a joke, knowing he saw me take it. But apparently he was too distracted by his fish,/duck/gun suspenders to pay attention, so Alberti got left behind and I got the slack and dirty looks for it for the rest of the day, even though I probably saved Dave from some nasty disease like Chlamydia (that chicken was seriously gross.) We took the metro back to the hostel to get our luggage, then back to the main train station for our 5:00pm train back to Prague. Things went smoothly from there and we got back to Prague around 9:30pm. A jam packed weekend, tired legs, and sweaty clothing, but a lovely German experience.

Tuesday consisted of a trip to the fabric store “Flex Tex” across town, and an exhilarating beekeeping class in which we learned that “Honey is Money” and all about breeding and selling Queen bees. I also sewed Dave a replacement Alberti (his more fashionable cousin, Alberto) for which he was very grateful.

Lauren

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Back From Berlin

The Landscape Architecture group had a pre-scheduled excursion to Berlin this weekend, and a bunch of us fashion girls decided to tag along. So worth it.

Friday 3/27
Our train left Prague around 9:30 on Friday morning, and after some lovely views of the Czech, and German countryside (complete with a field of serious power windmills) and an on and off 5 hour nap for me, we arrived around 1:30pm. From the train station we took the S-bahn (above ground metro system) to the very colorful Pegasus Hostel. After several frightening foreign arguments between Nina and the desk clerk about key distribution and paying our bill we were able to check into our room and get settled. We hit the ATM next for some Euros, and the whole group met up around 3pm to follow Fernando (landscape professor) around Berlin. We took the U-bahn (underground metro system) to the Sudgeland Nature Park. This Park was an incredibly cool place, that actually used to be a bunch of rail way lines, or maybe a station type place, but its been out of use for ages and nature has taken over it. So basically its lots of old stuctures and tracks all encompassed by trees, grass, and general over growth, which some awesome sculpture and development worked in. It was very cool and pretty, especially with the setting sun sneaking between the trees. I only wish it had been warmer. So we walked though there for a while then turned around to walk back up the other side of the functioning track. There we encountered some German boys (eh..) and their Husky puppy (yesssss !!!!!!). His name was Hanky and his older black lab friend’s name was Rocco. And they were both adorable, and the puppy rolled over my shoe!!!! I almost fell over, I was so excited. But then we had to go so I said goodbye (while of course contemplating how I could explain a stolen husky puppy in my carryon luggage to the train conductors- I couldn’t come up with anything besides pretending to be blind, which would have been a disaster for both my shins and anyone in my path, so the puppy stayed)

Our next visit was to Potsdamer Platz which was a big commercial area of Berlin with awesome new buildings, bright neon lights and a ton of cool fountains, sculptures and public art. It was a very hip place that was awesome to see at night. After that we stopped for a quick (very non-German, to my disappointment) dinner in a food court, before continuing on with Fernando to a cool hippie, gallery place in another happening part of town. It was so happening in fact, that we encountered a new aspect of German culture. It began with one women dressed in high heels and a puffy coat with a corset over top. I thought this fashion choice was odd but we all continued walking, and after passing several more corseted women, the realization sank in that it was less of a fashion and more of a “uniform.” Yes, we walked down a street of jazzy restaurants and German hookers (the tally got up to about 22, within a 3 block distance) It was eye opening, but we all were pretty exited that we got to add German hookers to the list of crazy things we saw in Europe (face it, you would be too. ) So we hit up the very artsy, grungy, slightly dilapidated, gallery hippie place after that where we saw lots of cool Berlin/political/random themed collage work, some graffiti art and this cool little display room called Eroto Shop, featuring, you guessed it, sex themed art. The artist lady was even in there working on some stuff. Pretty cool overall. A few people and I signed one graffiti wall - probably the prudest thing we could do in the grand scheme of that place. We got back to our hostel around 10:30 and I tried my first German beer- a Warsteiner from the convenience store next door. Tasty, but pricier than Prague :( Exhaustion took over next.

Saturday 3/28
Saturday began with breakfast from the grocery store across the street, and tagging along with the LAR kids once again. We walked down the street a little bit a discovered we were staring at the Berlin Wall. (one of the parts that remains standing) we walked along it for a while snapping lots of pictures, (I tried to squeeze through one of the cracks in it to the other side-unsuccessfully) till it ended and we were at a very large bridge. It was old and ornate and looked very pretty with the shiny water and sunlight. After walking though the bridge (it was tunnel-like in design) to the other side we hopped on a metro to the Jewish museum. We didn’t actually go in the museum but, it was really cool because it has two parts. The old building, which was a traditional museum-like design, and the new part which was all metal, huge semi-star shaped with big gashes in the sides that served as windows. Very drastic differences and the new part is only accessible though an underground tunnel from the old part, pretty awesome conceptually. Around the outside of the museum there were some little metal play spinny things that we hopped on and immediately began abusing ourselves via warp-speed spinning, inevitably getting flung to the ground. Very hard core (my knuckle even bled a little.) After the ensuing Vertigo, we stopped at Dix Café, part of a another museum, for some quick lunch. I had potato Soup with Little slices of salmon in it. Perfect for the cold day.

After lunch we walked through a lot of neighborhood parks and Fernando talked about “space” to the LAR kids. Then we went to Check point Charlie, which was the main American base/checkpoint along the Berlin wall in WWII. It was really cool to see and there were a lot of historical info plaques set up so we could learn more about it -People did some crazy things to get out of East Berlin. We stopped at a little tent/cart thing after that so the hungry boys could get some Bratwursts, then we were off to Potsdamer Platz again for the daytime view. We climbed up this cool triangle shaped hill outside of the main commercial center and got to watch a little screaming German boys run down the hill with his ice cream cone, only to fall and drop it at the bottom. We all saw it coming and I couldn’t have planned it out more perfectly in my head; the ball of ice cream just plopped right off the top. It was pretty hilarious but he didn’t seem upset so we didn’t feel too bad laughing. Moving on. A few fashion girls and myself broke off from the group to get coffee and pastries, because we were cold and craving sweets. Then we met up with the group again to go to the Holocaust memorial. The memorial was amazing. It was basically tons of stone rectangles (slightly resembling tombs in size) all different heights, arranged in rows on varying levels of land. It was very stark looking, but walking though it was actually very playful because it provided the perfect hide and side and peek-a-boo arena. So, we shamelessly creeped around the stone blocks popping out at each other along with the rest of the tourists.

Our group moved down the road to the Brandenburg Tor next. This is the only remaining gate of a series that formerly entered Berlin. Now it leads into Unter den Linden which is the big boulevard of linden trees that we walked down next. Here we saw a green peace demonstration, which was a bunch of people on trashcan drums. Pretty cool. One guy came over and explained to us that they were protesting/ spreading awareness about nuclear energy/power and the danger it poses to workers. He was very friendly. As we were walking down the street we stopped to watch a group of puppeteer people manipulating this life size stick figure guy for the crowds. they had some awesome choreography. It was fun to watch. After that we made our way back to the hostel, stopped at the supermarket for beer, took naps and got ready for the night. We went to the Biergarten next door for dinner, where I had a traditional wiener schnitzel (fried pork chop type deal) with potatoes and salad and a dark Kostriker beer. Sooo filling and delicious! We went back to the hostel to try our grocery store beer and then ventured out to a club down the street that was a really cool old building near the wall. We had lots of fun there, then realized around 2:45am that it was really 3:45am due to Europe daylight savings time, and promptly decided to leave. A very long and tiring day, with more ahead of us.

Lauren