I briefly mentioned Devon going missing a month back.
It is with the uttermost horror that I relay the information that Devon's body has been found.
My heart goes out to his family and friends.
Goodbye, Devon.
Rest with the angels.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Devon Hollahan
It's with a heavy heart that we say goodbye.
I briefly mentioned Devon going missing a month back.
It is with the uttermost horror that I relay the information that Devon's body has been found.
My heart goes out to his family and friends.
Goodbye, Devon.
Rest with the angels.
I briefly mentioned Devon going missing a month back.
It is with the uttermost horror that I relay the information that Devon's body has been found.
My heart goes out to his family and friends.
Goodbye, Devon.
Rest with the angels.
It's been nearly 3 weeks..
..since my last post. Sorry about that. So in an attempt to fill everyone in on the last 3 weeks I'll do a series of blogs. Please forgive me if I repeat things. It's a tad hard to remember what I wrote more than 3 weeks ago..
Let's start with the last week of school. In the last blog I mentioned that everyone would be leaving soon. Finals finished up and went fairly well and I got the notification that I passed all of my classes (always a wonderful thing!) It was comical, in the fact that very few people actually showed up for the last classes. I only had 2 written finals and therefore the other 2 classes weren't "mandatory" to attend the last session. If I remember correctly, only 6 people showed up for my photography class. Finals weren't too horridly difficult, but I did discover that I learned very little about Romanesque and Baroque architecture. I think I enjoyed looking at it more than learning about every detail, but that is simply personal preference.
Mom arrived on the Wednesday of my finals. We went to dinner at Černý Baron, where I had taken Beth for dinner her first night. It was a great meal and it was absolutely incredible to see her. When I got back to my suite, I walked in to find 15 of my closest friends crammed into the tiny room. As I sat there, laughing and sharing the recent care package that mom gave me, I realized: I have never felt more at home with such a large group of people. They became my family and for that I absolutely love them. That night, we went out to our last night club: Chapeau Rouge. I left fairly early after saying my goodbye's to the people that were departing for Morocco the next morning. The next day marked our last real night there. As a group, it had been decided that we wouldn't go out on Friday night, since everyone was leaving early early early Saturday morning (see how responsible we are!). So Thursday night, we put aside our sadness over the inevitable end, and gathered at the bar, U Sudu. Attempting to find tables near eachother for almost 55 people, proved almost impossible, but we pulled it off (it's a large bar..). We said goodbye. Had last conversations. Last jokes. Last tournaments of foosball. Last time to see many of these people.
Saturday morning, proved to be more than a little sad. I woke up at 5 am to go with Annie, Sam, Kary, and Alex to the airport. Raila spent the night in our room so that she could come with as well.
After the world's longest "Oregon Trail" journey to the bus stop, loaded down with overweight suitcases and tons of snow, we boarded the bus and were on our way. We quickly discovered at the airport that we had to separate, as Annie was at a different terminal.
To the great torment of Alex, I said my tearful goodbyes. While I don't think I've ever cried that much in my life, I enjoyed those last moments. I may not be spending most of my hours of the day with these people anymore. I may not see them for months or years on end. But one thing has been determined:
There are people in your life that you don't see forever and it's awkward. Lots of pauses in conversation. And then you leave and you say "it's kind of ok that we don't necessarily talk all the time."
Then there are people in your life that you love with all your heart. That you may not talk to all the time. That you may not talk to for very long amounts of time. But when you do talk, it is as if nothing has changed. It is as if you have been together every day. They are the people that you say, "See you so very soon" and you know that it's true. That you'll do your absolute best to make it true.
I love these people. I was ridiculously lucky to be blessed with such a great group of friends.
So friends, we had some amazing times. See you so very soon.
One last look at Christmas markets
At U Sudu
See how many people you can squeeze in a picture, and I can guarantee that at least half will ruin the picture.
Annie attempting to "Nazdravi!" I was too distracted. Last beer.
This is right before we got yelled at by the Ukrainian mafia..I wish I were kidding...
This is so not ok.
A tad sad.
Our faces aren't quite as epic.
Let's start with the last week of school. In the last blog I mentioned that everyone would be leaving soon. Finals finished up and went fairly well and I got the notification that I passed all of my classes (always a wonderful thing!) It was comical, in the fact that very few people actually showed up for the last classes. I only had 2 written finals and therefore the other 2 classes weren't "mandatory" to attend the last session. If I remember correctly, only 6 people showed up for my photography class. Finals weren't too horridly difficult, but I did discover that I learned very little about Romanesque and Baroque architecture. I think I enjoyed looking at it more than learning about every detail, but that is simply personal preference.
Mom arrived on the Wednesday of my finals. We went to dinner at Černý Baron, where I had taken Beth for dinner her first night. It was a great meal and it was absolutely incredible to see her. When I got back to my suite, I walked in to find 15 of my closest friends crammed into the tiny room. As I sat there, laughing and sharing the recent care package that mom gave me, I realized: I have never felt more at home with such a large group of people. They became my family and for that I absolutely love them. That night, we went out to our last night club: Chapeau Rouge. I left fairly early after saying my goodbye's to the people that were departing for Morocco the next morning. The next day marked our last real night there. As a group, it had been decided that we wouldn't go out on Friday night, since everyone was leaving early early early Saturday morning (see how responsible we are!). So Thursday night, we put aside our sadness over the inevitable end, and gathered at the bar, U Sudu. Attempting to find tables near eachother for almost 55 people, proved almost impossible, but we pulled it off (it's a large bar..). We said goodbye. Had last conversations. Last jokes. Last tournaments of foosball. Last time to see many of these people.
Saturday morning, proved to be more than a little sad. I woke up at 5 am to go with Annie, Sam, Kary, and Alex to the airport. Raila spent the night in our room so that she could come with as well.
After the world's longest "Oregon Trail" journey to the bus stop, loaded down with overweight suitcases and tons of snow, we boarded the bus and were on our way. We quickly discovered at the airport that we had to separate, as Annie was at a different terminal.
To the great torment of Alex, I said my tearful goodbyes. While I don't think I've ever cried that much in my life, I enjoyed those last moments. I may not be spending most of my hours of the day with these people anymore. I may not see them for months or years on end. But one thing has been determined:
There are people in your life that you don't see forever and it's awkward. Lots of pauses in conversation. And then you leave and you say "it's kind of ok that we don't necessarily talk all the time."
Then there are people in your life that you love with all your heart. That you may not talk to all the time. That you may not talk to for very long amounts of time. But when you do talk, it is as if nothing has changed. It is as if you have been together every day. They are the people that you say, "See you so very soon" and you know that it's true. That you'll do your absolute best to make it true.
I love these people. I was ridiculously lucky to be blessed with such a great group of friends.
So friends, we had some amazing times. See you so very soon.
Oregon Trail style. Shame that someone always dies on that game. Kary was chosen to be the unfortunate.
Bye Annichka..Slow loris style. Love.
Friday, December 18, 2009
An end before a continuation.
Classes are over.
Finals have ceased.
And as the un-emotional person that I am *cough* HA *cough*..it has nearly brought me to tears.
I walked into my room today to witness two overflowing, giant suitcases in the middle of my floor. Annie has begun to pack up her stuff. The walls are bare for inspection tomorrow. And the tokens that once decorated our wall are now settled comfortably into the trash can.
I may be here for another 5 weeks, but it feels as though this chapter is fading. As if I am saying goodbye to the Prague that I know.
I had two final classes today, and for some reason both professors decided to take us to a pub to celebrate during the last hour of class. Now, I understand taking us for a beer at 4 in the afternoon. I, however, fail to understand taking us to the pub during a 9 am class. Just goes to show that I have not grasped ALL aspects of the Czech culture..beer for breakfast will probably never reach within the realms of my vocabulary.
Addtionally, mom has arrived safe and sound! And it's wonderful to share this place with her. But (forgive me!) it seems as though Prague is losing a little bit of it's soul. My friends were what made this place, our home. And people have already begun to depart.
Annie is playing some distant French tune in the background while unpacking and repacking bubble wrap. And all of these details may seem mundane. They may seem random. But they are my life. And they're what I love so much.
To top it all off, Prague has decided to become just a little more magical by giving us a good half inch of snow on the ground.
I don't believe that I've ever shared one of my favorite aspects of Prague with everyone. And that is: the view from our classroom. Just goes to prove how difficult studying really was during all this time. Yet somehow it got done. And somehow we all completed the time here. So to complete the blog, I give you...pictures!::
I apologize for the choppiness and random thoughts of this blog. It has been hard to separate one thought from another in this fairly crazy and somewhat nostalgic time.
When you walk outside of the kolej (dorm), this is what you see..
At the Fakulty building, waiting for Czech class to start.
Very possibly the greatest professor of all time: Jiří
Before taking us to the pub, he sang for us. He had us sing along for Czech beer, wine, and folk songs. Then as a bonus he sang an American song. The last word was goodbye....
When I'm in class..guess what I see.
Hint: it's rarely whatever my teacher is talking about..
Finals have ceased.
And as the un-emotional person that I am *cough* HA *cough*..it has nearly brought me to tears.
I walked into my room today to witness two overflowing, giant suitcases in the middle of my floor. Annie has begun to pack up her stuff. The walls are bare for inspection tomorrow. And the tokens that once decorated our wall are now settled comfortably into the trash can.
I may be here for another 5 weeks, but it feels as though this chapter is fading. As if I am saying goodbye to the Prague that I know.
I had two final classes today, and for some reason both professors decided to take us to a pub to celebrate during the last hour of class. Now, I understand taking us for a beer at 4 in the afternoon. I, however, fail to understand taking us to the pub during a 9 am class. Just goes to show that I have not grasped ALL aspects of the Czech culture..beer for breakfast will probably never reach within the realms of my vocabulary.
Addtionally, mom has arrived safe and sound! And it's wonderful to share this place with her. But (forgive me!) it seems as though Prague is losing a little bit of it's soul. My friends were what made this place, our home. And people have already begun to depart.
Annie is playing some distant French tune in the background while unpacking and repacking bubble wrap. And all of these details may seem mundane. They may seem random. But they are my life. And they're what I love so much.
To top it all off, Prague has decided to become just a little more magical by giving us a good half inch of snow on the ground.
I don't believe that I've ever shared one of my favorite aspects of Prague with everyone. And that is: the view from our classroom. Just goes to prove how difficult studying really was during all this time. Yet somehow it got done. And somehow we all completed the time here. So to complete the blog, I give you...pictures!::
I apologize for the choppiness and random thoughts of this blog. It has been hard to separate one thought from another in this fairly crazy and somewhat nostalgic time.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Všechno je český
Finals week has come and nearly gone. I have 1 final left today and 2 more classes without finals tomorrow. But overall the most exciting aspect of this week is the arrival of my mom who is expected in Prague in an hour.
Last weekend marked the last weekend with my friends, and so we decided to celebrate at all of our favorite places throughout Prague. It feels as though I have to say goodbye to everything twice. Once with friends, and once when I inevitably leave.
In the third image, Kary and I are abnormally pale and the photo isn't the greatest quality, but this is one of our favorite places to go: Bukowski's. It offers 7 Kč pivo (approximately 40 cents for a half liter of beer..) and free sangria for women on Tuesday nights. You just can't complain bout that..
Last night was also the "goodbye" party thrown by ECES (Eastern and Central European School) through which our courses are offered. Just about all the ECES and AIFS students showed up. There, they recognized everyone that had volunteered throughout the semester as well as awarding the prize for the photography contest. As all those who have been reading this blog religiously know, I have been consumed by my photography these last couple months..and I've loved every moment of it. It was because of this, that I was absolutely touched and honored to be awarded first place in the category of "The Other Prague." There were 3 categories total and 2 other close friends were also awarded first place in their respective categories.
Rakel, Raila, and myself (the three winners!) with Czech renowned photographer, Jan Stary. Jan also happens to be my photography professor! He gave me one of Josef Sudek's photography books for winning.
This photo is not accurate. I am 3 inches taller than him. Just for the record. :]
It's hard to believe the end is really nearing. Our friend Mike already left this morning..and my suitemate, Alex, and two friends, Jordan and Tom, leave tomorrow for Morocco.
Where the heck did time go??
Last weekend marked the last weekend with my friends, and so we decided to celebrate at all of our favorite places throughout Prague. It feels as though I have to say goodbye to everything twice. Once with friends, and once when I inevitably leave.
Last night was also the "goodbye" party thrown by ECES (Eastern and Central European School) through which our courses are offered. Just about all the ECES and AIFS students showed up. There, they recognized everyone that had volunteered throughout the semester as well as awarding the prize for the photography contest. As all those who have been reading this blog religiously know, I have been consumed by my photography these last couple months..and I've loved every moment of it. It was because of this, that I was absolutely touched and honored to be awarded first place in the category of "The Other Prague." There were 3 categories total and 2 other close friends were also awarded first place in their respective categories.
It's hard to believe the end is really nearing. Our friend Mike already left this morning..and my suitemate, Alex, and two friends, Jordan and Tom, leave tomorrow for Morocco.
Where the heck did time go??
Thursday, December 10, 2009
To have a favorite place in all the world..
Sorry to post 2 picture blogs straight in a row. My final for photography:
Mala Strana has now officially trumped my previous favorite place in the world (The spruce tree plot at Morton Arboretum..I'm cool..I know..)
Mala Strana has now officially trumped my previous favorite place in the world (The spruce tree plot at Morton Arboretum..I'm cool..I know..)
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Light Experiments
Another series for my photography class. Experimenting with light as the main focus. The first is from Prague. The rest are in Berlin.
Monday, December 7, 2009
That quote obviously says, " Socialists love lemonade"
This past weekend, my roommate, Annie, and I decided to take a trip to Berlin. So Thursday afternoon, we boarded a bus and headed to Germany. The trip was a welcome one, and we met up with some friends once we got there. The whole thing was a lot of fun despite the chilly weather in Berlin. Annie and I found out that the hostel we had booked was probably the coolest hostel we've ever stayed at. We walked into this building with a tiny sign that says "St. Christopher's Inn." At first, we thought we were in the wrong spot because the building we had just entered was a bar. However, on the far right side of the bar was check-in and then there was an elevator to take you up to your room. All that aside, we paid $15 a night to stay there, and breakfast was included. You just can't go wrong with that.
The next morning, we decided to wander a bit before joining a 5 hour free tour of the city. The company that offers the free tour works solely off of tips, so if you hated it then you simply walk away. Our tour guide, Mick, however, was incredible and it was very possibly the best tour I've ever been on. Annie and I both would have given 100 € each (if that kind of money was in our vocabulary..)
Since we started traveling all over Europe, my friends have kept a running competition between us and the city. It's a bit goofy, but for instance: if we find our way somewhere without any trouble, then we get a point. If we trip, or get horribly lost, then the city gets a point. It's absolutely ridiculous, but also a lot of fun.
Berlin, however, beat us..badly.
Perhaps it was our inability to find anything, near death by cyclists, or our run in with the metro police after we had accidentally purchased the wrong tickets, but Berlin definitely conquered our trip.
The great thing about it though: we didn't care. Annie and I were just happy to have this last trip and enjoy the incredible city. And all the things that went wrong, just made it that much more interesting.
Christmas markets were also going strong in Berlin, bringing our Christkindlmarkt total up to 3.
Berlin, however, beat us..badly.
Perhaps it was our inability to find anything, near death by cyclists, or our run in with the metro police after we had accidentally purchased the wrong tickets, but Berlin definitely conquered our trip.
The great thing about it though: we didn't care. Annie and I were just happy to have this last trip and enjoy the incredible city. And all the things that went wrong, just made it that much more interesting.
^^At a German bank, paying off our metro tickets. To no avail, we tried to convince the police that we really weren't trying to scam the system...my German language skills just aren't up to par. He didn't seem to care.
Christmas markets were also going strong in Berlin, bringing our Christkindlmarkt total up to 3.
Overall, the weekend was a success and we greatly enjoyed the chance to see another part of Europe. Annie and I saw a lot, and met a lot of people along the way. We even had it worked out so that we made it back to Prague for Mikuláš celebrations. The festivities were a lot of fun. There were angels, devils, and multiple St. Nicholases wandering the city. Annie and I also had a chance to attend Czech house party for a friend that is moving out of his apartment. The party just happened to coincide with Mikuláš and so Mikuláš and a few devils made appearances throughout the night.
We've been joking for some time now that we may just "accidentally" miss our flights back home..Oh to dream..
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