German Cans

Really strange. In Dresden today I found these mixed drinks in a can. Really interesting. Vodka and Red Bull, Bacardi and Coke, and Jack and Coke. How Strange is that

Less Work for the Police

I was on a train today back home from Prague. Me and joseph were sitting in some seats talking when the ticket guy came around. We gave him our tickets as normal and he continued onward. He went to the next girl after us, who was listening to her music, and she gave him her ticket. Who know what she was trying to really do. She was probably just trying to scam him with a fake ticket, but you never know. She had some child's ticket, and he asked her how old she was. "In a month I'll be 16", she said. :) It's always funny to me that people say this to make themselves look older.

He asked for her ID which she didn't have on her, which is a big no-no. He told her that she couldn't use this ticket. I really couldn't hear that well why, but I think I guess correctly. Not really down with all the rules of tickets with youth or special ticket prices, but I dunno. He then told her that it was gonna cost her 44 crowns (2 bucks) but she said that she didn't have any money. She wasn't sure of the rules cuz she never goes anywhere by train. It was 9pm at night, dark outside as well. He said that she could either get off or he was gonna call the police. WOW, this guy was ruthless. I was listening tot he whole thing thinking how much this would suck to be this girl. And nothing I can do... or was there.

She sat there staring at him. He with his cell in his hand ready to call the cops, waiting for her to answer. And I was sitting there watching it all go down. Then she started crying. Really interesting. Poor girl. I really couldn't be this guy was gonna call the cops on the girl who was almost home and was a quite young girl or he was just gonna kick her out at night at some random stop. It was ridiculous for me to think about. A true number one a-hole. Then I realized that I could help the situation a bit. So I got out of my seat, went to the guy and gave him the two dollars to make the situation go away. She was a nice girl and hopefully learned her lesson. It's a nice thing to be able to help someone out like this sometimes. I've had people help me out a million times, that I think it was about time that I do something good as well. She said thanks and shortly after exited the train and said bye, so I kinda hope that she doesn't forget the generosity of people, that people are good and that maybe someday, who knows, I might run into her again. We'll see. It was a nice night to make someone less hassle, and in this case, a lot.

The Ride of My Life

This picture is of a simpler part of the trail :D


For years upon years upon years, it has always been some kind of fantasy to cross the gap of Kralupy-Prague, a gap of 26 km, upon my own strength. Cars and trains had been the only means of transport that I have made it from one to the other, but with a new years comes new horizons and new challenges to be met. Normally, this challenge would be impossible due to the small fact that my bike that I had from my friend's dead grandma wouldn't exactly be up to such a journey. But luckily, it seems that we have a newer, nicer bike for the time being, and when invited on such a journey, I jumped on it.

I jumped on my bike and was off in a flash. And it was starting out awesome. I was excited. To prague on my bike. Wow, what a thrill. But this thought was short-lived. I realized that i really haven't ridden a bike in a pretty long time, and a trip of 26 km was an unthinkable quest that I had never even come close to. But I was truckin along pretty well at the beginning. Yet the road got smaller and smaller, and the asphalt became less and less, and then gravel, and then nothing but dirt which was fine for the time being. Then came the forests, and the trees, and the roots. But I was able to handle that, but then the trail got narrower and narrower, and although that still wasn't a real big problem I did need to start going slower for a plethora of reasons. First, the roots were quite big and I don't have much experience of trail riding, there'd be some hills every now and then which didn't look like much traction could be had on them, thirdly, big rocks made the journey more exhilarating. Yet, probably the biggest reason that slowed me down was the fact that the trail was maybe less than a foot wide or so and to my right was the river, a dropoff directly to the river. Not really a long way down, but I could see if the spill was taken at the right place how it could be fatal. It's interesting, I'm curious how many people each year fall off into the water. It could be a pleasant surprise in some areas, but most of them, I can't see the pleasantness of it.

Anyways, I made it through the death-defying part and for the most part it was smooth sailing the rest of the way. Such a beautiful ride. great weather, great nature, lots of peace and not too many people out doing the same thing as I. It was really a fun time and I'm glad that I was finally able to get the chance. Next up is running it. I'm not sure if I'll be up for that, but don't count me out.

A Day Full of Blood

Ok, so it wasn't really quite at the beach, but it definitely could've been... Ok, maybe there are actually no similarities to my day in no way, shape, or form to that of a day at the beach. But I'll tell you about it anyways. So... after being back in the Czech Republic for a few days now, I really haven't been getting a good sleeping pattern down at all. But that's not what this story is about.

I don't have a visa yet. I know... kinda strange, but I don't have it yet. And it's kinda confusing because I never got my passport stamped when I got off the airplane in Frankfurt nor Prague, so I am not sure if the Foreign Police will have a problem with that or not when and if I actually do obtain my visa. I had to wake up early today, which wasn't really a problem since I have been acting like a cat more recently by sleeping for 3 or 4 hours and then being awake for that amount of time. So I got up and got on a train leaving Kralupy at about... 530am I think. I was Germany-bound. To Dresden I was going. Fine, not a problem. I've done it before. I brought my computer so I could get a little bit more work done on the journey. I had to change trains in a city called Usti, so I did. Let me ask you something. What was the last liquid puddle you might have ventured across? Mine... was blood. I rode up the escalator and literally there were several PUDDLES of blood. Just everywhere. More blood than I had seen ever. I really couldn't believe that it was blood, but then I saw a lady sitting in one of the benches in, no joke, all white... except for her leg, which was a dark maroon shade of blood. A few workers were tending to her, but they weren't doing more than just wrapping a bandage around it. It was A LOT of blood. I'm pretty sure that with that amount of blood loss, she should be treated like... well, or something. I really don't know where she went afterwards, she was just kinda out of it and when the guys finished with her, they just kinda smiled and said, Well, have a beautiful day miss. Yea, I'm sure she will.

Gosh, it was so crazy. So much blood. At such an early hour of the morning. On such white clothes. Blood blood blood everywhere. Wow, it was hard to even imagine that something like that was possible, but it was. There was so much blood just everywhere. On the ground, on the escalator, on her, on everything.

So I got over that after a long while and got on my train to Dresden. Nothing much to say about it, except I was working on finding more embezzled money, which I did, thousands and thousands more. So that was productive. I arrived in Dresden, found the Czech Consulate quite easily, actually, which was a cool thing to have been able to do. And there was only another guy in there. So I made it out after a bit more than an hour and my short-term visa is being processed and I have to get a few more things ready before they can start processing my long-term visa. That's a quick run down of what has happened so far in my day before noon. Right now I'm on a train back home and should be there before mid afternoon. Wow, what a day. And... yea...