You may remember that every year the entire town of Kralupy up and walks 14km to a festival amidst castle ruins. The event involves games for children, plenty of grilled sausage, and more under-age drinking than you would believe... but a great time nonetheless. The trip is called "Do Okore bez Ore" ... or... "To Okor without a horse." I made the trip with a handful of my sophomores. Pictured are: Bed'a, Me, Lenka, Alena, Petra, Zuzka, and Misa.
To Be Determined
After a two-year life transition in the Czech Republic, I've found myself back in Ohio. I'm not sure what is next for me, but chances are good that I'll tell you about it here. Comments and suggestions welcome.
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