Oh man, the closing days. I can barely even remember what I've done this week. I've wandered the Chritmas museums a bunch of times (even though they're disappointing), poked in and out of the local antique shop, went to the CIEE Christmas party (and tried carp which was kind of gross, kind of okay). But I still haven't gone to the Mozart museum.

I had my Czech final yesterday morning (my oral exam is on Monday) and I'm relieve that it's over. Afterwards, I went back to my flat, did a little work, wrote some postcards, and met Becca, my friend form Tufts in another Prague program, for coffee. Part of my "research" for my cafe culture paper. I had written down the address of this little cafe, but on the walk there, we passed this place called Choco Cafe and we couldn't NOT go in. So we ordered horka cocolada, 100 g of 53% cocoa. Ridiculous. I only got about 1/2-2/3 of the way through mine before I started feeling a little sick. I coudln't even think about chocolate for the rest of the evening! But oh, was it delicious... The cafe itself was really cute, very feminine. And the area it was in was exactly what you imagine when you think of "romantic Prague." All old buildings and windy narrow roads. We almost missed the street we intended to turn down because it jutted off of the main road on an angle and was tiny. We passed a bunch of other cute cafes and restaurants in the area too. Seriously, this is type of neighborhood that I really wish I had found earlier in the semester.

Afterwards, I ran home to meet a Czech friend at my flat. We went to the Christmas markets in Vaclavski Namesti and Old Town Square, but unfortunately, it kept raining harder and harder, so we ducked into a restaurant in the Jewish Quarter for cover. Afterwards, we went to Pivovarsky Dum (Brewery House), a restaurant/pub that I've been wanting to go to for awhile. I tried cherry beer and he got vanilla (definitely the better of the two).

And today, Becca and I decided to actually hit up our intended cafe, Cafe Montmartre, from the day before. Sooo disappointing. Powder hot chocolate and Becca's sausage turned out to be little more than a boiled hotdog. We wandered around the sidestreets for awhile, before eventually settling for another cafe. After, we went to the Kampa Museum, a small Central European modern art museum. It was pretty interesting, and due it it's location on Kampa Island on the Vltava River, it was gorgeous views out its windows. I mailed some of my postcards on the way home, and postage, by the way, cost six times more than the actual cards, lame. Anyway tonight, Becca and I plan to go to a kind of ritzy cocktail bar than we've both wanted to go to all semester before meeting some friends at Lucerna for some 80s tunes. Tomorrow, I should do some real work...