Brno-Ostrava Encounter
This past weekend me and 5 other trainees went to Ostrava to party for Lukasz’s last weekend and to experience the magic of Stodolni. Fun was had by all.
Friday’s golden moments included:
-Flaming shots
-Absinth
-Going to a club with a giant bed in it that we all lounged on
-Meeting very drunk Czech girls who love them the international boys
-The boys drooling continuously over the ladies/girls on Stodolni. They would trail off in the middle of a sentence sometimes.
-Dancing on the bar at Desperado (always a favourite pastime on Stodolni). Everyone danced, even those people who vehemently exclaimed that they never danced (you know who you are).
-Running into people I knew who said “We haven’t seen you in a really long time!” Uhhh it’s because I moved to Brno…
-Eating kureci burgers from my favourite stand
-Jumping on Karen who had gone home early around 5:30am
Saturday I was sick. Not from alcohol but actually ill from who knows what. Maybe bird flu. I stayed in bed alternating between chills and being really really hot. It was probably the first time I ever said ‘No’ to going to Stodolni. Really, really tragic. I never say no to going out! But even as we were eating dinner I was feeling close to death so thought I would be responsible for once in life.
I was woken up around 4am by Lukasz and Tommaso who didn’t have a key. I went back to bed and was woken up around 5:30am by Gavin, Mauro, and Hugo jumping on me. I screamed, I’ll admit I was a bit startled. It was really funny because they were smiling when they jumped on me and then one of them said “Wow, you are really hot right now”, to which I replied “It’s because I’m sick” and all 3 of them just kind of drew back with a collective “Ewwwww”. After that they continued to jump on other sleeping people, sing to no one in particular, play drums with a bucket on Hugo’s head, scare the shit out of Nuria, rub shaving cream on each other, declare their love to each other and other people around, plus other assorted drunken antics. I’m quite sure they enjoyed Stodolni.
In other fun news, apparently one of them met a girl and went to another bar with her, but fell asleep at the table and when he woke up he was nowhere near Stodolni, the girl wasn’t there, and he had no clue where he was. He walked for a half an hour, ended up near the town hall, called Tommaso, and eventually found his way back to civilization. Funny. Luckily, all friends were safe and accounted for by the end of the night, although their livers might have been punished a bit.
Pictures are in the Brno in Ostrava album. More pictures will be added in later.
Friday’s golden moments included:
-Flaming shots
-Absinth
-Going to a club with a giant bed in it that we all lounged on
-Meeting very drunk Czech girls who love them the international boys
-The boys drooling continuously over the ladies/girls on Stodolni. They would trail off in the middle of a sentence sometimes.
-Dancing on the bar at Desperado (always a favourite pastime on Stodolni). Everyone danced, even those people who vehemently exclaimed that they never danced (you know who you are).
-Running into people I knew who said “We haven’t seen you in a really long time!” Uhhh it’s because I moved to Brno…
-Eating kureci burgers from my favourite stand
-Jumping on Karen who had gone home early around 5:30am
Saturday I was sick. Not from alcohol but actually ill from who knows what. Maybe bird flu. I stayed in bed alternating between chills and being really really hot. It was probably the first time I ever said ‘No’ to going to Stodolni. Really, really tragic. I never say no to going out! But even as we were eating dinner I was feeling close to death so thought I would be responsible for once in life.
I was woken up around 4am by Lukasz and Tommaso who didn’t have a key. I went back to bed and was woken up around 5:30am by Gavin, Mauro, and Hugo jumping on me. I screamed, I’ll admit I was a bit startled. It was really funny because they were smiling when they jumped on me and then one of them said “Wow, you are really hot right now”, to which I replied “It’s because I’m sick” and all 3 of them just kind of drew back with a collective “Ewwwww”. After that they continued to jump on other sleeping people, sing to no one in particular, play drums with a bucket on Hugo’s head, scare the shit out of Nuria, rub shaving cream on each other, declare their love to each other and other people around, plus other assorted drunken antics. I’m quite sure they enjoyed Stodolni.
In other fun news, apparently one of them met a girl and went to another bar with her, but fell asleep at the table and when he woke up he was nowhere near Stodolni, the girl wasn’t there, and he had no clue where he was. He walked for a half an hour, ended up near the town hall, called Tommaso, and eventually found his way back to civilization. Funny. Luckily, all friends were safe and accounted for by the end of the night, although their livers might have been punished a bit.
Pictures are in the Brno in Ostrava album. More pictures will be added in later.
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