Its good being home again...I guess. Yesterday, around 11pm, I came back from the water course I was attending the past week. It was awesome, at least most of the time. The worse minutes at all I experienced was during riding a raft. I realized, that the less of you are on a boat the better it is. Its pretty hard to find six people who will not argue. And its even harder to be on a boat with people who think they know how to steer a boat while they actually dont. Thats why I liked double canoes more. Its was awesome, just you and one another person, you are steering, she is paddling and everyone is satisfied, cause you both are allowed to do what you can do well. But! What was even better than double canoe? Kayak. Oh yeah, I tried to ride a kayak and it was freaking awesome. You and water, water and you, and no-one else. You dont have to speak, just float down the river, listening the nature. My arms and belly hurts till today, but it was worthwhile.
Spending a week with my class was sweet. You can see all of those relationships desplaying there. As my classmate said, stay together two more weeks and were dead. But it was a cool week. While not being in the water, we were playing the guitar, singing by a fireplace, walking down the towns or just talking.
Im very glad I could be a part of this.
meet him, my new boyfriend...never argues
me, pointing at the 15th meredian
romance in Cesky Krumlov, truly beautiful town
Maci and I in Temelin, czech atom power station (look at the match of shoes and helmets:))
on a raft
on the czech/german border
1 comment:
yeah, it was great :-) and it's interesting to read another's insight (?) at the same thing we both survived (:-))
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