It’s been raining all morning which is a bummer because I had ambitions to go out to the center today (I need nail-polish remover of all things. I just couldn’t fit everything that I needed into my suitcase). I was so proud the other day (And was telling mom about it) that I went to the center to purchase tights for a dress I was wearing that night and went to a café to have coffee and I did all of this with my limited Czech!! It’s quite terrifying to speak in another language for whatever reason. I suppose subconsciously I am worried what they will think of me (again, who cares) but it really puts a different perspective on foreigners in the US and their struggles to speak English. The only difference is, the US doesn’t have an ‘official language’ and Czech does. No one roams around the streets having conversation in English. They stare at you if you do. Back home, we are used to hearing so many languages no matter where you are. I digress. I managed and am still alive. Speaking of language (what a pun!), I was talking to my flat-mates last night (One is from Poland, One from Slovakia, one from Czech) about language (luckily they all speak English) and how all of them speak Slovak languages but all speak different languages all together. It all sounds the same to me so I am not sure how much of a detriment it really is, but they were explaining to me the difference in words and spelling which was interesting in a way. I guess what prompted the conversation was Slovak asking Polish about a new flat-mate and the word in Slovak meant (for a lack of better words) “to engage in homosexual activity” and I guess I walked in right at this moment of awkward silence which ultimately resulted in laughing and explaining the story to me. I guess I find it interesting because a lot of Europeans look down on Americans because they only speak one language. But what this conversation to me sort of proves is, those 3 languages are so similar (albeit alphabet, spelling, accent marks, etc)… So that counts as 3 separate languages? Again, weird. I was also reading an article about why American English is spelled differently than British English (I swear this is my last post about language) and mostly because Webster decided it made more sense to spell things phonetically and drop the silent “u”, for example in “colour”. But the thing that was most interesting to me is that Americans ACTUALLY speak proper English (the way it was intended to be spoken and written). SO THERE EUROPE!
Sorry for all the language talk. It becomes a topic all the time in conversation…
I go in to the studio tomorrow to meet Mike and Andrea. Pretty excited about that. I took a yoga class Tuesday night with Hana that was instructed in Czech. What an experience that was!! Hana informed me later on, that the instructor kept telling other students to watch me if they needed a guide. i’m sort of glad I wasn’t aware of this. I probably would have fallen flat on my face!
I’m attaching random photos now. Two from last night while walking around the town (that church is SO amazing) and one from a really cool craft cocktail bar where my drink was served in a light bulb. How cool.
Miss and love you!