Sarah:
After the chopstick incident, we decided it would be a good idea to have to plastic cutlery, so I not so sneakily stole some from the noodle bar yesterday. Yay cereal with spoons!
I just have to say that we are really resourceful, or unprepared. For the past few days we have been buying food at the grocery store. Yesterday we decided that more tuna was the way to go. One problem: no can opener. The tuna we got before had pull off tops, but not these cans. In case you were wondering, here is how you use a nail file and nail clippers to open tuna cans:
1. Pierce holes in the lid with a nail file.
2. Stick the nail file into the holes and make the bigger.
3. Open the cans just wide enough to scoops out all of the tuna. 
The process is simple, but it took us over half an hour to open the cans and I broke my nail clippers. We had to catch a train to Kutna Hora at 11:47. To get to the train station we have to take a bus and two metro lines, the second for only one stop. After we got off the first line we shoved our way through the crowd and ran up the super fast escalators. We must have looked like crazy people since we got to the platform before everyone, but the train came 5 minutes later. The train to Kutna Hora left the station just before we got on the second metro line. Tragic. So we took the next train two hours later. To pass the time, we played cards outside the train station where I learned that Rosie is too good at cards for me.
On the train we rocked out to music and made anagrams with our names:
Rosie: I sore
Sarah: a rash
Corinne: nor nice
Kutna Hora is known for its church with “artistic and religious creation made entirely from parts of human skeletons.” Basically, they took a bunch of bones and made stuff like a giant chandelier.
David’s Competition Count: 3 (at least)
We at our tuna sandwiches (Rosie was not a fan) and finally ate the cucumber. They’re going to catch on as a hand food.
The words Kutna Hora makes me picture a town built into the side of a mountain by the ocean with a bunch of trees everywhere, but then I remembered, the Czech Republic is land locked. Never the less, the church was pretty cool, but it took us under an hour to look at so we decided to wander into town. On the way we ran into Albert, our favorite grocery store. Corinne and I both felt like ice cream, but once again we found ourselves without utensils. For some reason, grocery stores in Eastern Europe don’t sell plastic cutlery. This is how you eat ice cream without spoons:
By the time we finished the ice cream we decided to head back to the train station since it was either that or wait around for 2 more hours. We discovered that we haven’t had any Czech food since we got here so we looked though my book and found a place called Bar Bar. We got pancakes filled with things. Rosie’s had spinach and cheese with an egg on top. Corinne’s had chicken noodles and English bacon. Mine was full of cheese. Lots of cheese. But it had apples on top of it, so it was healthy.
Rosie had been having really bad luck whenever she decides to wear skirts. The last time she wore a skirt 
the wind picked up and she inappropriately exposed herself to a passing tourist. Today it was also windier than usual. Not only that, but there was this mysteriously strong wind in the subway before we even got near the platforms. Rosie had to hold her skirt down all the way down the escalator. We were underground and there was wind! I don’t understand. I think it was magic wind.
We went to the grocery store again today and bought some more kinder eggs, among other things. Rosie got the orange capsule again, which is really strange since Corinne and I both got yellow ones. We all got really stupid toys, and I got the dumb dragon thing that you put a human head on again. Corinne got the stupidest toy by far: a clear ghost figurine with a miniature die inside. I don’t understand.
Cashing out at Entropy really paid off today. After buying all of our groceries, Rosie and Corinne each had .50 koruna left, which is the equivalent of 6 cents. I still can’t believe it. Carnegie Mellon actually does prepare you for life outside of college. Also, the .5 koruna coin is the lights piece of metal currency I have ever held. We think it’s made out of tin… or magic.
Corinne’s dream of riding in a paddle boat died today.
Our group picture for the day:
1 Comment
June 10, 2008 at 10:47 pm
For shame… and you call yourselves CS majors (well, at least one of you.) Why would there be wind underground in a subway tunnel? Something about a very large fast object moving through a space only slightly larger than it… what’s the air going to do?