Czech Check, check it out.
I seriously can’t help but use that pun.
But it had to be done when I visited the Czech Republic a few summers back.
I ended up taking part in an English Teaching Camp with local missionaries through my church. A group of us got together and gave ourselves czech names, not sure if that’s customary but that’s what went down.
Rut, Ry- hore (wow that sounds really bad), Justslava, Britslava, and Paul, seemed to be the crew that stuck together in the streets of Prague and into the Czech outskirts as we joined a team of 15 or so others for 2 weeks at an English Camp near the Polish border.
This is the cool photo.
I just want to be clear how NOT down I was with these shirts.
We travelled to Frankfurt and made our connection to Prague, still sporting these matching lime green shirts. Can I re-iterate again how NOT down I was with this.
I understand it serves as a lightning bolt to the eyes but I’m sure we can find ourselves other ways. Anyways. The point isn’t the shirts, the point is travels to Prague with a great group of people doing an awesome thing. Spending time at a English immersion camp for families who desire to speak English better.
Our travels got us to Prague, one of the most beautiful cities in Europe!! One that had been barely touched from the WWII.
Touring and adjusting ourselves to local time, we greeted the streets with lots of walking and sights and sounds of Europe.
Touring brief tourist highlights and grabbing some local produce for the journey we had into the Czech mountains for a intensive week of English camp at an old 70’s ski chalet.
The rustic charm of the chalet was so welcoming, and the dotted mountains around the camp were very scenic.
The 70’s chalet was ready to serve, and hospitable.
The chalet served dishes of unique splendour. Let me tell you, Eastern Europe is not a great place to be a vegetarian.
I think I still have nightmares, of this weird cheese and egg plate they kept serving me because I refused meat pasta, or stew or whatever. I think I had plain spaghetti with ketchup at one point.
Our accommodation were lovely, and the surroundings were very scenic as I was thankful to spend time in the rural countryside getting to know the off-the- beaten path culture.
Our groups would gather for breakfast and we would attempt to make little conversation with our table mates, then we would break off into our area of teaching. Loving the table mates! Never could get over that stache.
My friend Paul and I worked with the local youth, and it was a blast. Many of the Czech youth have a good handle of English so it was enjoyable getting closer throughout the week and playing games.
One day we took the group out on a hike. Mind you, it was labelled a stroll, but it was a full out hike! Up the ski hill and around. Not for the faint of heart. We also went into the local villages, took in the tourist sights and got some ice cream. Our English camp experience was broken up into different activities as we got to explore the surroundings: paths in the forest to a nearby waterfall or you could go and down to see a WWII bunker down 15 stories of stairs into the ground. Scary, tempting, eerie, yes, but historically necessary! Sights from Poland as you emerge the bunker were amazing.
Being at the camp for almost a week was amazing to experience elements to Czech culture, the beer (cheaper than water), the blueberry koulash, and some schnitzel. Luckily there were no camp injuries as we parted ways with our new found friends.
As we journeyed back to our homestay in Prague we looked forward to meeting Vera a proffessional tour guide, who was generously donating her time to give us Canadians a first class walking tour of the beautiful city. Our adventure led us through the New Town (actually centuries old), the Jewish quarters, the Old Town and eventually across the historic Charles bridge to the Prague Castle.
Later in the day we took a drive south to Hotna Kora to the Bone Church. A building decorated with skeletal remains of 40,000 people (a grave site that was excavated during the mining for silver), it was a unique, creepy experience with even a chandelier 100% made of bones. With the team making 'bone chilling' jokes and puns we gathered back on the bus for a ride back to the city.
Shout out to CZ Chris Zuliani for giving me the sweet tunes as I journey to and from Prague, CZ
There was a fireworks display happening at Prague Castle as we returned. The evening boasted some fine wine, Czech beer and it had to be a trip highlight as we sat in our chairs, ate dinner alongside the river and watched the sun set behind Prague castle.
Sbohem, Czech and Thank you.