<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399</id><updated>2011-07-30T09:06:02.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lenka</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-3436048135257441655</id><published>2009-06-25T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T08:18:25.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It´s been a year since I wrote a post here. I did not really feel like sharing whole year. Even though so many things changed. I lived in Prague for a year. And now I am leaving back home. I gained many new professional skills and learned a lot about myself. I attended some interesting courses. I have been to Brazil and Latvia. I found a boyfriend and still am very happy with him. I still love reading and found Biodanza and 5 rhythms - spontaneous dancing and I just love it. I learned (again) how emotional I am... I got tandem parachuting as a gift (still to be executed). Suddenly and recently, I lost a very close family member and it still hurts. I am afraid of what will be next as future is unclear now and I feel a bit lost. I it time to start new life period as I am definitely leaving AIESEC and students years. Gosh, I was studying whole my life! I met many inspiring people this year. And I just feel like I need somebody to hug me. And I found some initiatives I would to contribute somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after a year, I just had a sudden feeling I want to put a random post on my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-3436048135257441655?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/3436048135257441655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=3436048135257441655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/3436048135257441655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/3436048135257441655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-year-since-i-wrote-post-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-2930779368190953101</id><published>2008-06-07T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T07:32:32.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Up and down</title><content type='html'>Strange how days of your life can be so different. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One day you feel so happy and free and other one you are crying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;                Thursday 5th June was just lovely. I went to see my friends who just graduated with a plan of doing nothing and just enjoying the day. What girls could do than shopping? Well, there are other choices but we chose this one. Then girls´ chat in park and in the evening we went to cinema to watch &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rpEHk7Y-qZA"&gt;Sex and the City&lt;/a&gt; and for dinner in French pancake house. During the day I realized I was spending my time by nothing else than doing nothing and I have to say - what a feeling:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;                Friday - day when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I made somebody I value a lot unhappy&lt;/span&gt;. What to say? All words seem to be meaningless, nonsense and unnecessary. I feel so lost, down, sad, turbid, empty... like a little child who doesn´t know how to get back home... like a little girl who doesn´t need anything else but a warm and tight hug. If I have these feelings how does he feel then? What I did was my decision he only was a suprised receiver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I feel that telling "I am sorry" is not enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-2930779368190953101?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/2930779368190953101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=2930779368190953101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/2930779368190953101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/2930779368190953101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2008/06/up-and-down.html' title='Up and down'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-2686089626323610091</id><published>2008-05-27T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T01:57:08.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Monday was the Day. I was going through final state exam - stress, fear, feeling of lack of knowledge, desperation at the moment I got topics to talk about as they were exactly those which I didn´t have idea what they were about, fight, helpful teachers and a huge luck. That was day I tok master degree. Of course loads of congratulations afterwards, unbelievable relief, questions how I felt... How did I feel? How did I actually feel? That is what is a bit weird... Of course I felt happy as I knew I was very lucky that day. Of course I realized all that stress I undergone was meaningful.  Yet  I did not have that fantastic feeling of happiness inside I was expecting. Maybe I just did not realize that I really made it. Maybe I did not admit yet my studies are over. I am 24 and all my life I did not actually do nothing else but going to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-2686089626323610091?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/2686089626323610091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=2686089626323610091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/2686089626323610091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/2686089626323610091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2008/05/monday-was-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-4476910669627036669</id><published>2008-05-21T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T12:43:58.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ithaca</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;When You set out on Your &lt;strong&gt;journey&lt;/strong&gt; to Ithaca,&lt;br /&gt;pray that the &lt;strong&gt;road&lt;/strong&gt; is long,&lt;br /&gt;full of &lt;strong&gt;adventure&lt;/strong&gt;, full of &lt;strong&gt;knowledge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Lestrygonians and the Cyclops,&lt;br /&gt;the angry Poseidon - do &lt;strong&gt;not fear&lt;/strong&gt; them:&lt;br /&gt;You will &lt;strong&gt;never find&lt;/strong&gt; such as these on Your path&lt;br /&gt;if Your thoughts remain &lt;strong&gt;lofty&lt;/strong&gt;, if a fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;emotion&lt;/strong&gt; touches Your spirit and Your body.&lt;br /&gt;The Lestrygonians and the Cyclops,&lt;br /&gt;the fierce Poseidon, You will never encounter,&lt;br /&gt;if You do not carry them &lt;strong&gt;within You&lt;/strong&gt;r soul,&lt;br /&gt;if Your &lt;strong&gt;heart&lt;/strong&gt; does not &lt;strong&gt;set&lt;/strong&gt; them up before You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray that the &lt;strong&gt;road&lt;/strong&gt; is long.&lt;br /&gt;That the summer &lt;strong&gt;morning&lt;/strong&gt; are many, when&lt;br /&gt;with such a &lt;strong&gt;pleasure&lt;/strong&gt;, with such a joy&lt;br /&gt;You will enter ports seen for the &lt;strong&gt;first time&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stop&lt;/strong&gt; at Phoenician markets,&lt;br /&gt;and purchase fine merchandise,&lt;br /&gt;mother-of-pearl and coral, amber and ebony,&lt;br /&gt;and sensual perfumes of all kinds,&lt;br /&gt;as many sensual perfumes &lt;strong&gt;as You can&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;visit&lt;/strong&gt; many Egyptian cities,&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;learn&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;learn&lt;/strong&gt; from sholars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always keep &lt;strong&gt;Ithaca&lt;/strong&gt; in Your &lt;strong&gt;mind&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;To arrive there is Your ultimate &lt;strong&gt;goal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but do not hurry the &lt;strong&gt;voyage&lt;/strong&gt; at all.&lt;br /&gt;It is better to let it last for many years;&lt;br /&gt;and to anchor at the island when You are &lt;strong&gt;old&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rich&lt;/strong&gt; with all You have gained on the &lt;strong&gt;way&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;not expecting that Ithaca wil offer You riches.&lt;br /&gt;Ithaca has given &lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt; the beautiful voyage&lt;br /&gt;without You would never set out on the road.&lt;br /&gt;She has &lt;strong&gt;nothing more &lt;/strong&gt;to give You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if You find her poor, Ithaca has not deceived You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wise&lt;/strong&gt; as You have become, with so much &lt;strong&gt;experience&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You must already have understood what Ithaca means&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: verdana;"&gt;by Constantine Cavafy (1863-1933)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...wish I will not disappoint my wayfarer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-4476910669627036669?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/4476910669627036669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=4476910669627036669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/4476910669627036669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/4476910669627036669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2008/05/ithaca.html' title='Ithaca'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-6269115380440436810</id><published>2008-05-21T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T11:41:40.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;OMG! Final state exam on Monday!!! Panic!!! My plan - nr. of themes learnt per day somehow screwed up (what a suprise...), still whole subject (out of three) to go, no idea what is about and no idea what I will perform on Monday... In previous post I wrote I did not feel nervous... hmmm... it has changed a lot!!! I have nothing (or at least I have such feeling) in my head, I do not have a good mind to learn more as I find many information I have to put into my head useless and I just feel sooo - aiiiii is the only word that could express my current state precisely:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;See? Even now, when I should study hard to at least try to prepare myself I am here writing this post... I will cry on Monday... or hopefully not:) You can never know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-6269115380440436810?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/6269115380440436810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=6269115380440436810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/6269115380440436810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/6269115380440436810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2008/05/omg-final-state-exam-on-monday-panic-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-6988112520701301854</id><published>2008-05-03T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:52:02.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/SBzgQt5hM-I/AAAAAAAABWA/iUNP5LIgkKE/s1600-h/CIMG9028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/SBzgQt5hM-I/AAAAAAAABWA/iUNP5LIgkKE/s200/CIMG9028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196274647882085346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It´s been a while since I wrote last post... a month? Looks like I plan to write a post per month... Well, April is over. Diploma thesis - somehow finished (do not ask me how...), school - finished (do not ask me how...), AIESEC national conference passed, functional meeting with my team and part of transition done... Now I am trying hard to concrentrate on studying for my final state exam to get master degree. For me it is sooo difficult to push myself, sit and get some knowledge into my head... Feel like stuck somehow... And still - I do not feel nervous... Either I rely on my intelligence and experience I have (I mean - so many people have passed before and I am not so stupid...) or I just have such feeling because somehow exam is kind of far... We will see in few weeks how I will feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing coming into my mind. I am 24, I already passed bachelor exam, now master is coming. Looks like I will become "adult" soon. I do not feel like I am ready... I mean, still (inside) I feel like a little child, not able to take care about myself, to start to think about daily worries, to feel responsible, to earn money, look for job... At the same time I am sure I will manage but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a month I will hopefully get my master and move to Prague to start working. Somehow I still don´t understand it. Weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-6988112520701301854?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/6988112520701301854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=6988112520701301854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/6988112520701301854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/6988112520701301854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-been-while-since-i-wrote-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/SBzgQt5hM-I/AAAAAAAABWA/iUNP5LIgkKE/s72-c/CIMG9028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-7801055152634344426</id><published>2008-03-28T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:52:02.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What a busy month March was! After more than a month away I am back &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/R-0ZCcqm-JI/AAAAAAAABME/rj5SzfOtM8c/s1600-h/CIMG8945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 139px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/R-0ZCcqm-JI/AAAAAAAABME/rj5SzfOtM8c/s200/CIMG8945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182826276018649234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;home and have weekend off - hurrayyy! What  did I do? As a part of transition and getting into my new role as MC member  I atteded National Transition Meeting , Presidents Training Camp (or what PTC means:P), delivered some games during Local Training Conference (or what exactly LTC means:P) and spent almost two weeks in St. Petersburg, Russia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;EuroXPRO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; - conference for more than 40 countries of CEE (Central and Eastern Europe) and WENA (Western Europe and Northern America) AIESEC regions. Conference for new leadership bodies of AIESEC countries. Strategic and functional knowledge discussions, sharing, sessions... new colleagues, friends, parties, lack of sleep, fun... Global Village (representing of various cultures), Russian Night, official dinner... white Russia and frozen sea... and much more - as usually during every AIESEC conference:) Pics &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/kovarikova.lenka"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-7801055152634344426?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/7801055152634344426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=7801055152634344426' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/7801055152634344426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/7801055152634344426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-busy-month-march-was-after-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/R-0ZCcqm-JI/AAAAAAAABME/rj5SzfOtM8c/s72-c/CIMG8945.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-1147591971299070942</id><published>2008-03-12T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:52:02.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will do anything rather than writing my diploma thesis... That is the main reason why I am wasting my time writing this post=P I feel so ineffective - I am able to spend all day long by doing nothing and start working in the evening when I know I am not able to concentrate anymore. Last few weeks were like a tornado - new duties, people, birthday, applyin&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/R9hH232c55I/AAAAAAAAA_k/reK3AKZ3kBM/s1600-h/spring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 104px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/R9hH232c55I/AAAAAAAAA_k/reK3AKZ3kBM/s200/spring.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176966779693229970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;g for &lt;a href="http://itc2008.in.ua/en"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ITC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (really cool and challenging conference) faci, got selected and re-signing due to school and other responsibilities. Looking into my dictionary my schedule will even more busy - aiiiii - stress is coming=P &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am going to Russia to attend &lt;a href="http://www.euroxpro2008.spb.ru/index.php?id=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EuroXPRO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on Saturday and will stay there almost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;two weeks. Then hopefully I will get back home to tell my family I am alive. And it will be alre&lt;/span&gt;ady April...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And btw, spring is coming:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-1147591971299070942?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/1147591971299070942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=1147591971299070942' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/1147591971299070942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/1147591971299070942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-will-do-anything-rather-than-writing.html' title=''/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/R9hH232c55I/AAAAAAAAA_k/reK3AKZ3kBM/s72-c/spring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-8844100533381245590</id><published>2008-02-17T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:52:02.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can´t do it is never the truth... it is a decision.    Farouk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/R7ht8NhUebI/AAAAAAAAA9A/NM-lWErA-Uk/s1600-h/melouny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 101px; height: 127px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/R7ht8NhUebI/AAAAAAAAA9A/NM-lWErA-Uk/s200/melouny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168001453596637618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aiiiiiiiiiiiii, I made it! I got selected into AIESEC in the Czech Republic MC. So I will become &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;MCVPC &lt;/span&gt;- for those who are confused and have no idea what that abbreviation means - Member Committee Vice-president Communication. Still confused?:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Spring period will be very tough as there is diploma thesis to write, still my math exam to go through, final state examination and transition from curr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ent MC. Anyway, I cannot wait for it and whole upcoming year. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/R7huHdhUecI/AAAAAAAAA9I/MyvHnUzSPG4/s1600-h/next+step.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 126px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/R7huHdhUecI/AAAAAAAAA9I/MyvHnUzSPG4/s200/next+step.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168001646870165954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Year in a new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;team&lt;/span&gt;, year full of new experience, learning, delivering knowledge, communication (what a surprise:)), nice and tough moments, year spent in Prague, living and working with cool people I have to and want to get to know closer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-8844100533381245590?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/8844100533381245590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=8844100533381245590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/8844100533381245590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/8844100533381245590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-cant-do-it-is-never-truth-it-is.html' title='I can´t do it is never the truth... it is a decision.    Farouk'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/R7ht8NhUebI/AAAAAAAAA9A/NM-lWErA-Uk/s72-c/melouny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-634016258003706906</id><published>2008-02-11T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:52:02.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peaceful Warrior</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/R7B0CdhUeaI/AAAAAAAAA8g/pztrif5DPnQ/s1600-h/dan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/R7B0CdhUeaI/AAAAAAAAA8g/pztrif5DPnQ/s200/dan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165756358226901410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This weekend I watched &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iV_QgKJFZP0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Last King of Scotland &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; which was a cool movie but I want to mention another one. &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QsS3cXGs2GQ"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peaceful Warrior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. What did I like so much on it? Again, it was about strong personalities, overcoming obstacles, life priorities, relations - simply movie I like. To me, added value also is this movie is based on real events, real person - &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" href="http://www.danmillman.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dan Millman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, former world champion athlete, university coach, martial arts instructor, and college professor. Besides other I found&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" href="http://www.danmillman.com//index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=84&amp;amp;Itemid=149"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Dream small"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; post on Dan´s blog that I fully agree with. Well, I know and believe anybody can do and reach anything s/he wants to. On the other hand I have a feeling we (I) are just too much pushed by others to reach high without knowing who we (I) are and who we (I) want to be - I really mean we or I not my familly, friends, society and its trends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Useful quotes from Socrates (Wiki source) that you can find in movie:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life &lt;/span&gt;has three aspects: Paradox, Humour and Change.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paradox&lt;/span&gt;: Life is a mystery; don't bother figuring it out.&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Humor&lt;/span&gt;: No matter what circumstances, do not lose your sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Change&lt;/span&gt;: Do not be so sure in life; anything can change.&lt;br /&gt;5. There is never nothing going on. There are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no ordinary moments&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This moment&lt;/span&gt;: The past and the future do not matter; all that matters is now, this moment.&lt;br /&gt;7. It's not the destination that brings happiness, but the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;journey&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;8. The ones hardest to love are the ones who need it the most.&lt;br /&gt;9. Take out the trash from what's inside your head.&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Empty your mind&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;11. Anger, hatred, and violence are only products of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fear&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;12. People are afraid of what's inside of them; when you are alone lying on your bed, do you feel empty?&lt;br /&gt;13. If you lend someone $20 and they don't come back, it is probably &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;worth &lt;/span&gt;it.&lt;br /&gt;14. When making a peanut butter and jelly sandwhich, you must first apply the peanut butter.&lt;br /&gt;15. Every action has its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;price &lt;/span&gt;and its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pleasure&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-634016258003706906?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/634016258003706906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=634016258003706906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/634016258003706906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/634016258003706906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2008/02/peaceful-warrior-movie.html' title='Peaceful Warrior'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/R7B0CdhUeaI/AAAAAAAAA8g/pztrif5DPnQ/s72-c/dan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-4726838749671366481</id><published>2008-02-11T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T06:10:27.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>President´s election</title><content type='html'>A big topic for the Czech Republic nowadays. Who will be the next president of our country? &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/V%C3%A1clav_Klaus"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Václav Klaus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (current one) or &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jan_%C5%A0vejnar"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jan Švejnar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I do not care much as president in CR does not have such a huge power and influence and both of them are really quality candidates from my point of view and I feel ok with both of them. Frankly, I did not watch campaign or news so I do not have many details about their work or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what I want to mainly talk about is the process of election itself. I would not watch it but as my stepfather watched it on TV I witnessed a bit, too. Well, I do not care about politics and its procedures at all but what I have seen was &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt;. Election itself was long, boring and the main thing is it did not bring any result. Politics did not elect new president so they will come together again in few days and hopefully they will elect somebody. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know politics is about negotiation, plenaries, talking. Anyway, this &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;election was a real mock&lt;/span&gt;. Not only for me but I think even for media (especially those abroad) and all people living in the Czech Republic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I should be happy I live in such a peaceful and democratic country as the Czech Republic is - and I am. I just felt like I want to share this opinion. Hmmm, my first "politics" post. Cannot I made it:) Somebody like me who does not care about politics almost at all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-4726838749671366481?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/4726838749671366481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=4726838749671366481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/4726838749671366481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/4726838749671366481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2008/02/presidents-election.html' title='President´s election'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-2155413799369668613</id><published>2008-02-11T04:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T05:38:06.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forest (not Gump) in my family</title><content type='html'>When I arrived back home a week ago following news was waiting for me: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"We have bought a forest!"&lt;/span&gt; What a hell, what? when? why? shocked and surprised face... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question nr. 1: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Why do we need it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question nr. 2: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;How much was it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, still I do not know why we need it. May be - besides others - because of memories - my mum: "We bob-sleighed there as kids, remember?" Her husband: "I do, and skiing as well. You were scared because of heigh of hill, weren´t you?" ... And then I realized it was not so expensive because... one very simple reason:) There are &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;32 trees&lt;/span&gt; in our forest:) Funny, isn´t it? When I heard it I started to laugh. Of course do not imagine there is just a stripe of a few trees which I call forest - it is just a part of huge forest we own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, besides having mum as a part of municipality and being responsible for writing chronicle of a village my family is forest owner. What a feeling:P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Additional important information: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Village where my mum lives has about 75 inhabitants (no, I did not forget to write "000" it is really so small:)&lt;br /&gt;My mum is a part of municipality (actually, she is "vicemayoress") mainly because she was asked to do so. It was not her intention to do it I guess. You know, find 7 people who will be a part of municipality in a village with about 75 inhabitants is not very easy. It is like searching &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HWIlGnJDRzw"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Magnificient 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-2155413799369668613?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/2155413799369668613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=2155413799369668613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/2155413799369668613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/2155413799369668613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2008/02/when-i-arrived-back-home-week-ago.html' title='Forest (not Gump) in my family'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-7418966241264746493</id><published>2008-02-11T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T05:39:01.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;hey all people from abroad:)&lt;/span&gt; and actually Czech too... I know there are many webpages about the Czech Republic so  why not to browse this one? &lt;a href="http://www.myczechrepublic.com/yourczechrepublic.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;myCzechRepublic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;starting with some comment about a country:) and try &lt;a href="http://blog.myczechrepublic.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My Czech Republic blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; too. Enjoy and see you in CR soon;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-7418966241264746493?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/7418966241264746493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=7418966241264746493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/7418966241264746493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/7418966241264746493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2008/02/hey-all-people-from-abroad-i-know-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-2165850522130743451</id><published>2008-02-07T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T04:00:14.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MC Selection</title><content type='html'>I spent previous days in Prague by running MC selection process. Together with other 11 candidates we applied for some position in Member Committee (MC) of &lt;a href="http://www.aiesec.cz"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;AIESEC in the Czech Republic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. After filling in quite a tough application we were invited to go through selection itself. It consisted of Assessment Centre, group discussion on AIESEC topics, interview with current &lt;a href="http://czechmc.nomadlife.org/"&gt;MC members&lt;/a&gt; and interview with AIESEC alumni. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I feel nervous? Yep, I did. However, atmoshere was very friendly and for me personaly selection itself from the very beginning meant a kind of self &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;reflection&lt;/span&gt; - how I am able to find information, what I know and do not know yet and I should, how I can cooperate with others, whether this is what I really want to do, how people perceive me as a potential MC member, what is my opinion on certain topic and if I am able to stand behind it... To be honest, I still do not know how to feel after selection as I still do not know the result. Anyway &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I feel comfortable&lt;/span&gt; as during selection I did not play any role, simply &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I behaved in my way&lt;/span&gt;, expressed my personality and ideas and by this I am satisfied. I realized again I am not a kind of person who can change opinions easily when it seems to be better for career or getting other benefit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between interview with current MC and interview with alumni I had free time so I walked in &lt;a href="http://magistrat.praha-mesto.cz/default.aspx?l=2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Prague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. In &lt;a href="http://www.myczechrepublic.com/prague/sightseeing/charles_bridge.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Charles Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; there are many statues which were originally "golden" by due to time, weather conditions and chemical reactions which I do not understand:) they got black. Except of one of them or two small places on one of them. As people still touch it and wish something it remained the same. Do not ask me about the story of this statue as I do not know it. Why am I talking about it? Of course once walking in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prague"&gt;Prague &lt;/a&gt;I had to go there and make a wish. Once I made it I realized even in a stress time of MC selection, even if I want to get there so much, I did not wish to get into MC. Somehow unconsciously I made the same wish as when I was there in June. Does it tell anything about my priorities and values? I have no idea. Wanna know what wish was that? I will not tell you - you know how it works with wish once being told aloud:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-2165850522130743451?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/2165850522130743451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=2165850522130743451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/2165850522130743451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/2165850522130743451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2008/02/mc-selection.html' title='MC Selection'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-7312522010823268179</id><published>2008-01-31T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T13:55:12.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" enablejavascript="false" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf" quality="best" bgcolor="#000000" name="widget" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_7ABFFADA.jpeg&amp;amp;c1=&amp;amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-20E95CBC.jpeg&amp;amp;c2=&amp;amp;i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-2B750FCD.jpeg&amp;amp;c3=&amp;amp;i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-4811A17.jpeg&amp;amp;c4=&amp;amp;i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-7C115110.jpeg&amp;amp;c5=&amp;amp;i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-3AC7E3DE.jpeg&amp;amp;c6=&amp;amp;i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-5BFB07FF.jpeg&amp;amp;c7=&amp;amp;i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-63B0E5ED.jpeg&amp;amp;c8=&amp;amp;i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-39EF8686.jpeg&amp;amp;c9=&amp;amp;i10=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-5DE3B624.jpeg&amp;amp;c10=&amp;amp;i11=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_2A59BF66.jpeg&amp;amp;c11=&amp;amp;i12=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_17D8F487.jpeg&amp;amp;c12=&amp;amp;i13=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-7D3E11DD.jpeg&amp;amp;c13=&amp;amp;bgcolor=##000000&amp;amp;habitslabel=NEW%20WAVE%20PURITAN&amp;amp;moodlabel=SOFISTICAT&amp;amp;funlabel=ESCAPE%20ARTIST&amp;amp;lovelabel=LOVE%20BUG&amp;amp;userhome=http://friends.imagini.net/@2093975-2a3b" align="middle" height="240" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;    &lt;div style="border-top: 1px solid rgb(150, 150, 150); padding: 5px 0pt 0pt; text-align: center; width: 340px; height: 25px; margin-top: 0px; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://friends.imagini.net/@2093975-2a3b" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Read my VisualDNA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:10;" &gt;™&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;a href="http://imagini.net/" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Get your own VisualDNA™&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-7312522010823268179?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/7312522010823268179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=7312522010823268179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/7312522010823268179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/7312522010823268179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2008/01/read-my-visualdna-get-your-own.html' title=''/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-7585762494605876776</id><published>2008-01-30T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T03:02:10.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I believe the sun should never set upon an argument&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I believe we place our happiness in other people's hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I believe that junk food tastes so good because it's bad for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I believe your parents did the best job they knew how to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I believe that beauty magazines promote low self esteem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I believe I'm loved when I'm completely by myself alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I believe you can't appreciate real love 'til you've been burned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I believe you can't control or choose your sexuality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I believe that trust is more important than monogamy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I believe your most attractive features are your heart and soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I believe that family is worth more than money or gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I believe the struggle for financial freedom is unfair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I believe the only ones who disagree are millionaires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I believe you can't appreciate real love 'til you've been burned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I believe forgiveness is the key to your own happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I believe that wedded bliss negates the need to be undressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I believe that God does not endorse tv evangelists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I believe in love surviving death into eternity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I believe you can't appreciate real love 'til you've been burned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye(Repeat 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Until you say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Affirmation, Savage Garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-7585762494605876776?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/7585762494605876776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=7585762494605876776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/7585762494605876776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/7585762494605876776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-believe-sun-should-never-set-upon.html' title=''/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-8765970990734606800</id><published>2008-01-30T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T02:58:02.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My next steps...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I did it... &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I applied for Member Committee of AIESEC in the Czech Republic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I made a decision about how I want to spend my next year. Right now I do not have an idea whether I will succeed in selection process. Anyway I will fight, support others, prepare, enjoy, live it... Together with 12 more applicants from the Czech Republic and some internationals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-8765970990734606800?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/8765970990734606800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=8765970990734606800' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/8765970990734606800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/8765970990734606800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-next-steps.html' title='My next steps...'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-4845335611977165484</id><published>2008-01-30T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T02:48:06.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, I just came back from exam. After looong day full of non effective studies, 2 hours of sleep and "question chance" I made it. Uffff, finaly... I did not feel very comfortable when I went to faculty to pass my exam but now:) Need some sleep and food and probably I will go to city center to buy something to appraise my effort:) Typical woman...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-4845335611977165484?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/4845335611977165484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=4845335611977165484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/4845335611977165484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/4845335611977165484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2008/01/wow-i-just-came-back-from-exam.html' title=''/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-7562673855587564855</id><published>2008-01-27T14:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T02:42:57.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This weekend I attended AIESEC conference concerning leadership. Content and the way of delivery was interesting and worth. We had quite interesting conversations, tried to find our personal values and way of life. I realized or confirmed many facts about me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I like to be independent in my decisions. I like to express my feelings by dance or singing. It makes me happy to help people. I like simple things and enjoying moments. People generally like my spontaneity and enthusiasm. I am very emotional person relying on feelings a lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Conference was very intensive and helped me to "switch off" during long exam period, I could meet friends again and enjoy unique AIESEC conferences atmoshpere again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-7562673855587564855?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/7562673855587564855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=7562673855587564855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/7562673855587564855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/7562673855587564855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-weekend-i-attended-aiesec.html' title=''/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-6285302134331487880</id><published>2008-01-16T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T02:03:19.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Well, I was asked when I will update my blog... hmm what about now? sooo, what did I do? I would say nothing special. Xmas at home, fortunatelly with some snow, first non working NYE after 7(?) years (am I really so old?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then during Xmas news about Pakistan... honestly, normally I would not probably pay attention... but as friend of mine is living there I was interested in situation. Well, imagine situation you have some worries about him because of certain situation and besides news that he is safe and alive you also get a news he twisted his ancle. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Childish? Stupid? Ridiculous?&lt;/span&gt; This is exactly his style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to school I am trying to handle exams. My last exams in my five year university history. I should probably somehow enjoy them but I do not. And besided mentioned I am taking some action steps to "be a pilot of my future life":)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as year 2007 is over... To me it was very pleasent year full of new friends, nice places, lovely feelings - simply it was a year I do not want to forget. There are some people running in my head thingking back about 2007 and I want to tell THANK YOU! Who are they? In a huge amount of people I met in 2007 they are &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Milica, Judy, Geoffrey, Bruna, Piotr, KLepo, Rosťa, Petra, Ivo, Jana, Peťa, mum, bro, Franta, Hartoška, Barbára, Jaro, Peťula, Alex, Kuba, Margreet and may be even YOU:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-6285302134331487880?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/6285302134331487880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=6285302134331487880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/6285302134331487880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/6285302134331487880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2008/01/well-i-was-asked-when-i-will-update-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-8884709211490872834</id><published>2007-11-30T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:52:03.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belgium</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/R1mlfdUfSZI/AAAAAAAAAvw/7LGkN7Xir38/s1600-h/CIMG8700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 138px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/R1mlfdUfSZI/AAAAAAAAAvw/7LGkN7Xir38/s200/CIMG8700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141322409485224338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;My friend &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Zuzana &lt;/span&gt;is studying in &lt;a href="http://www.trabel.com/gent.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.visitbelgium.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Belgium&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;for winter semester. There was a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;n idea to visit her during her Belgian stay. In September me and my friends &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maruška &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Krispi &lt;/span&gt;checked out the prices of flight tickets and found out they were cheaper than bus tickets. Flight che&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/R1mjYtUfR7I/AAAAAAAAAsE/8xrjAnhlFHM/s1600-h/CIMG8737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 122px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/R1mjYtUfR7I/AAAAAAAAAsE/8xrjAnhlFHM/s200/CIMG8737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141320094497851314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;aper than bus? Travelling shorter time? Free stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Belgium&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;? Of course we did not hesitate too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;We are going to &lt;a href="http://www.trabel.com/brussels.htm"&gt;&lt;st1:city style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Brussels&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fortunately &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Geoffrey &lt;/span&gt;aka Brown Sugar (one of my lovely friends) is waiting for us there. He made some time to meet us and help us although he is busy. As he is native &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/R1mkKtUfSGI/AAAAAAAAAtg/N4XCDnT_pPk/s1600-h/CIMG8726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 136px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/R1mkKtUfSGI/AAAAAAAAAtg/N4XCDnT_pPk/s200/CIMG8726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141320953491310690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Belgian, lives in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Brussels&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; and speaks French everything is much ea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;sier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;. He found accommodation for us, told us what to visit and next day took us for lunch. Such a pity he could not stay longer w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;ith us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trabel.com/brussels.htm"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Brussels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trabel.com/brussels.htm"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;was very nice. I was there two years ago a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;lready – anyway it was nice to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/R1mlFNUfSTI/AAAAAAAAAvA/rU_NFmDcWCM/s1600-h/CIMG8750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 137px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/R1mlFNUfSTI/AAAAAAAAAvA/rU_NFmDcWCM/s200/CIMG8750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141321958513658162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;those places again. And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; nice thing also is that in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Brussels&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; everything is very close so you can just walk. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Then we travell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;ed to &lt;a href="http://www.trabel.com/gent.htm"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Gent&lt;/st1:place&gt; &lt;/a&gt;to meet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Zuzka&lt;/span&gt;. Her room is really small so it was a bit challenging for four persons to sleep there but we managed. When Zuzka´s friends heard four of us stay there they were a little shocked… Following days we visited Gent and &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.trabel.com/brugge.htm"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bruges&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; &lt;/a&gt;after. Both of them are very nice and romantic places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;At the end of our Ladies´ trip our Belgian mission was fulfilled. Meeting Zuzka and Brown Sugar, tasting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;fries&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;waffles &lt;/span&gt;(we love them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;) and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;beer &lt;/span&gt;– we managed all. Looking for my next trip. &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/kovarikova.lenka/TripToBelgium/photo#s5141301011958154770"&gt;PHOTOS HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-8884709211490872834?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/8884709211490872834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=8884709211490872834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/8884709211490872834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/8884709211490872834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2007/11/belgium.html' title='Belgium'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/R1mlfdUfSZI/AAAAAAAAAvw/7LGkN7Xir38/s72-c/CIMG8700.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-8501585034888817566</id><published>2007-11-15T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T08:17:41.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AIESEC Conferences</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Last three weeks (26th Oct - 12th Nov) were like a tornado. So many new &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt;, so many new &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;experiences&lt;/span&gt;, so many places, so many &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;emotions&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Simply, I spent last three weeks by actively participating in &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;AIESEC conferences&lt;/span&gt;. You can find my brief description &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.czech-ntt.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;.  I had a chance to meet cca &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;700 &lt;/span&gt;new people, work in international teams consist from about &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;15 &lt;/span&gt;nationalities (all continents except Australia and Antartica covered), visit &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; countries (Poland and Switzerland), get &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;inspired&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;motivated&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;learn &lt;/span&gt;a lot, have many lovely &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;chats&lt;/span&gt;, think a lot about my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;next steps&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Also I belive I was an &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;inspiration &lt;/span&gt;for many young and smart people, helped them to find their own way and enjoy moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Although now I am a bit sick, I feel full of &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;energy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;passion &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;enthusiasm&lt;/span&gt;. I would like to tell &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt; to all people who contributed to this feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-8501585034888817566?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/8501585034888817566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=8501585034888817566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/8501585034888817566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/8501585034888817566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2007/11/last-three-weeks-26th-oct-12th-nov-were.html' title='AIESEC Conferences'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-115782443022515259</id><published>2007-10-24T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T11:04:41.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only 11 more to go:-)</title><content type='html'>Heya, I am in Poland, Warszaw. What does it mean? It means I only have to visit 11 more countries to fulfill my 13 in 12 challenge:-) Isn' t it great? Stay tunned to find more about my performance...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-115782443022515259?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/115782443022515259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=115782443022515259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/115782443022515259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/115782443022515259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2007/10/onlz-11-more-to-go.html' title='Only 11 more to go:-)'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-4995819034145498986</id><published>2007-10-24T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:52:04.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First snow this year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rx-PN31hICI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/JT689iWloo4/s1600-h/IMG_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rx-PN31hICI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/JT689iWloo4/s200/IMG_0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124972369460404258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was snowing last Saturday. Fortunatelly it melted immediatelly in my mum's place. Frankly said it was a bit early for snow to come from my point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-4995819034145498986?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/4995819034145498986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=4995819034145498986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/4995819034145498986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/4995819034145498986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2007/10/first-snow-this-year.html' title='First snow this year'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rx-PN31hICI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/JT689iWloo4/s72-c/IMG_0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-7335107704021363206</id><published>2007-09-30T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:52:04.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some people in the house</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;                             On Thursday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rv-tsclfv9I/AAAAAAAAAKI/tCoNpfpjZ3I/s1600-h/CIMG8043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 129px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rv-tsclfv9I/AAAAAAAAAKI/tCoNpfpjZ3I/s200/CIMG8043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115998680815484882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ad that honour to welcome two newcomers into &lt;a href="http://www.aiesec.cz/ostrava"&gt;A&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aiesec.cz/ostrava"&gt;IESEC Ostrava&lt;/a&gt; interns family. And suprisingly this honour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; happened in AIESEC flat which means flat where I live... Now, thanks to this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, I k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;now much more about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hungary&lt;/span&gt; (Geri)  and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(Derek) -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rv-tZ8lfv8I/AAAAAAAAAKA/TQboBdn-TB8/s1600-h/CIMG8050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 126px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rv-tZ8lfv8I/AAAAAAAAAKA/TQboBdn-TB8/s200/CIMG8050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115998362987904962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; both of them on pic. I know ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;w Hungarian wine ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;stes an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;d how Hong Kong people g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;reet each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:) But w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hat I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;know is what it me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ans to have s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rv-uUMlfv-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/EV0pqdAPeCQ/s1600-h/CIMG8047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rv-uUMlfv-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/EV0pqdAPeCQ/s200/CIMG8047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115999363715284962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ome pe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ople&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; in the house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I mea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;n - w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hat it means to have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;26 p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;ople i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;n a flat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:) I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; just hope neighbours will s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;till&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; be still so tolerant as they were that evening:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-7335107704021363206?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/7335107704021363206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=7335107704021363206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/7335107704021363206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/7335107704021363206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2007/09/some-people-in-house.html' title='Some people in the house'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rv-tsclfv9I/AAAAAAAAAKI/tCoNpfpjZ3I/s72-c/CIMG8043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-1800290879660596810</id><published>2007-09-27T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:52:05.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;I am now in sharing mood so let me tell you what I did during last few days.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;On Tuesday my lovely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;roommates&lt;/span&gt; came. Just a few more days and our flat will finally be full of girls I like. I am looking forward to hot tea and hot wine during winter, girls´ talks, fun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;On Wednesday I had a very nice girls´ talk with my friend &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Peťa&lt;/span&gt;. There was so many things to say after more than a month we did not see each other...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rv-p9Mlfv4I/AAAAAAAAAJg/MYP8V2GdF2I/s1600-h/CIMG8023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 119px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rv-p9Mlfv4I/AAAAAAAAAJg/MYP8V2GdF2I/s200/CIMG8023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115994570531782530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;On Thursday me and my roommate &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maruška&lt;/span&gt; went to visi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;t our friend &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meeny&lt;/span&gt; from India &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; prepared Indian food for us. Then she predicted our future from tarot ca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;rds. Hmm, I rather did not have to ask as I heard something I did not want to hear...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;On Friday I went to IKEA to buy some small things to make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rv-qWclfv5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/FtdKARdP_P0/s1600-h/CIMG8029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 114px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rv-qWclfv5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/FtdKARdP_P0/s200/CIMG8029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115995004323479442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;my room nice. Then I cleaned and made order a bit in my things to make my room really nice. Now it is almost ready - just a few details are missing. In the evening my roommate &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zuzka&lt;/span&gt; came from her relatives visit and brought mushrooms. So we cleaned them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;and cut to prepare them to dry.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;On Saturday &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Geri&lt;/span&gt; came. Geri is a Hungarian student who c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;ame to Ostrava for an internsh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;ip in &lt;a href="http://www.ingcorporation.cz/"&gt;ING Corporation&lt;/a&gt; company. I am his trainee buddy so I will "take care" about him in next three months he will spend here. I accommodated him and showed him Ostrava a little bit. Then I worked on Train the Trainers cookbook. In the evening me and Zuzka watched a m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rv-q-slfv7I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/8KxPtsl6y5I/s1600-h/CIMG8022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 121px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rv-q-slfv7I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/8KxPtsl6y5I/s200/CIMG8022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115995695813214130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;ovie Any given Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Sunday - first autumn day. I followed in creating Train the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; Trai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;ne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;rs cookbook and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; went to a park for a while to enjoy &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sunny day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;That is all:-) At least for a while.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;PS: Are you confused in number and names of my roommates? I will tell you about them more in future, promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-1800290879660596810?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/1800290879660596810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=1800290879660596810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/1800290879660596810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/1800290879660596810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-now-in-sharing-mood-so-let-me-tell.html' title=''/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rv-p9Mlfv4I/AAAAAAAAAJg/MYP8V2GdF2I/s72-c/CIMG8023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-5034904229880278347</id><published>2007-09-20T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:52:05.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RvJHTmXmIxI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ZaW6sZv6Ezo/s1600-h/CIMG8013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RvJHTmXmIxI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ZaW6sZv6Ezo/s200/CIMG8013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112226929061536530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I decided to have a nice morning. The sun was shining, Indian summer was here. So I decided to start my day by walking in a park right next to my flat. It was so amazing - just walking along the river, enjoying trees, sun, quiet and sun. It was the best decision I could make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-5034904229880278347?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/5034904229880278347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=5034904229880278347' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/5034904229880278347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/5034904229880278347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-morning.html' title='My morning'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RvJHTmXmIxI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ZaW6sZv6Ezo/s72-c/CIMG8013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-8166900859703903213</id><published>2007-09-19T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T02:49:05.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>13 in 12 challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Do you have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;vision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;I finally have it!!! Well, honestly I would rather call it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;In my lovely organisation called AIESEC we discuss "vision in my life" very often. Sometimes it makes me feeling annoyed a bit as I did not have it defined. I talked about that with my lovely "Mystery Friend" and his opinion was vision does not have to be something huge and unreachable. He simply asked me how many countries I want to visit. I just replied I did not know. His response to this was: "What about visiting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;13 countries in 12 months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;?" I must say first reaction coming to my mind was &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;WHAT&lt;/span&gt;???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;" "Are you crazy?" But what I really told allowed was: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Why not&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;So now I am making my plans to fulfill this challenge.  I have no idea where to find money for it (as now I am absolutelly out of money). I have no idea how I will manage my university studies (as I am in 5th class and there is writing diploma thesis and master exams in front of me). I have no idea if I will succeed. In any case I will do my best and try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-8166900859703903213?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/8166900859703903213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=8166900859703903213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/8166900859703903213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/8166900859703903213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2007/09/13-in-12-challenge.html' title='13 in 12 challenge'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-4094167179853328589</id><published>2007-09-09T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:52:05.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RuRqZ-VbaYI/AAAAAAAAAIw/SgIcyMjkCcc/s1600-h/DSCF5282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RuRqZ-VbaYI/AAAAAAAAAIw/SgIcyMjkCcc/s200/DSCF5282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108324871807134082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Summer 2007 is definitely over. I must say it was the best summer I can remember. After 7 years full of summer job this summer I did not have any job. I just enjoyed, met many new people, traveled, got inspired - simply gained a big experience. I would like - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;here and now&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- thank all people who I met this summer and who helped to make it so special. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt;. I will remember you because I do not want forget you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-4094167179853328589?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/4094167179853328589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=4094167179853328589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/4094167179853328589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/4094167179853328589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2007/09/summer-2007-is-definitely-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RuRqZ-VbaYI/AAAAAAAAAIw/SgIcyMjkCcc/s72-c/DSCF5282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-3136812262050309486</id><published>2007-09-06T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T06:52:07.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you        didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail        away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore.        Dream. Discover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Mark Twain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-3136812262050309486?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/3136812262050309486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=3136812262050309486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/3136812262050309486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/3136812262050309486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2007/09/twenty-years-from-now-you-will-be-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-6842742958686795195</id><published>2007-09-03T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:52:06.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Turkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I spent two &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;wonderful weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.tourismturkey.org/"&gt;Turkey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; in August. Wanna read more about it? Here we go:-) I have a crazy Mystery Friend  - originally Slovak, currently in Pakistan. The only chance to meet him within a year was to go to Turkey where IC (AIESEC International Congress) was organized this year (you probably have heard about Mohammad and a mountain, haven´t you?:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I was very lucky&lt;/span&gt;. I applied for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; facilitating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; at You Can (another AIESEC conference) in Turkey to get to Turkey to see my Mystery Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; and was selected. In the same tim&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RtyNeOVbaVI/AAAAAAAAAIY/sBnGfBHm9bI/s1600-h/CIMG5098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RtyNeOVbaVI/AAAAAAAAAIY/sBnGfBHm9bI/s200/CIMG5098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106111627914864978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;e I got an offer for accommodation in Istanbul from my Turkish friend &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Burak&lt;/span&gt; who I met in ITC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My Mystery Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; got visa at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;very last m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;oment so he could come to see me. And this was only a beginning of amazing days which were about to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day me and my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Mystery Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; decided to discover &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://english.istanbul.com/?Vst=2"&gt;Istanbul&lt;/a&gt; ourselves. We spent a very nice time walking by Istanbul streets, admiring &lt;a href="http://www.letsgoistanbul.com/ayasofya.htm"&gt;mosques&lt;/a&gt;, having a rest in parks, enjoying tea and fresh squeezed juice, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;discovering &lt;a href="http://www.letsgoistanbul.com/covered.htm"&gt;Grand Bazaar&lt;/a&gt;, having Turkish food and simply enjoying moments of a beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening we met our host &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Akin&lt;/span&gt;, one of the most hospitable and helpfull persons I have ever met. We have not meet ever before and he was so nice to take us to his flat, prepare Turkish meal for us, take us to many lovely places, help us to overcome challenges that appeared and simply said contributed to make my time spent in Istanbul very special and unforgettable. I will never forget your help Akin and will be happy to welcome you in the &lt;a href="http://www.czech.cz/"&gt;Czech Republic&lt;/a&gt; once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RtyOBuVbaWI/AAAAAAAAAIg/DmxXdrul24Y/s1600-h/CIMG5147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RtyOBuVbaWI/AAAAAAAAAIg/DmxXdrul24Y/s200/CIMG5147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106112237800221026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Next day me, my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Mystery Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; and Akin went &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;by ship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; to &lt;a href="http://www.letsgoistanbul.com/princess.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Princess Island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  and had a nice trip there:) We climbed a high hill in the biggest heat to reach a top and to be appraised by beer - at least guys - and by a wonderful view on Istanbul. I liked that place a lot because there were not any cars just horse traps, nice nature, sunny weather, sea and two guys I like a lot:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few days in Istanbul it was a time to move to Bursa to become a part of You Can. Wanna know more details about my faci experience in this conference? Read &lt;a href="http://czech-ntt.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-6842742958686795195?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/6842742958686795195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=6842742958686795195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/6842742958686795195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/6842742958686795195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-turkey.html' title='My Turkey'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RtyNeOVbaVI/AAAAAAAAAIY/sBnGfBHm9bI/s72-c/CIMG5098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-9044448036032825074</id><published>2007-08-08T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:52:06.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Croatia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rro-thCzFaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/WrNdG74XAm4/s1600-h/CIMG5032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rro-thCzFaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/WrNdG74XAm4/s200/CIMG5032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096454880008279458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So at the age of 23 finally even I spent my holidays by the sea. As I am Czech of course it had to be Croatia - one of the most popular summer country to go for Czechs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my mum stayed in a small family hotel in &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.vodice.org/Default.aspx?tabid=579"&gt;Vodice&lt;/a&gt;. Seems to me may be this summer was extremely hot in Croatia but not week we spent there.Temperature was not so high, it was windy and cloudy and water in sea? Well, very clear so you could see the bottom but so cold. And when I say I mean cold. Not many people were so brave to swim.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rro_DRCzFbI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ialLs67L-9k/s1600-h/CIMG5040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rro_DRCzFbI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ialLs67L-9k/s200/CIMG5040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096455253670434226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should not forget delicious fruits bought fresh every day at a fruit market, tasty pastry and of course ice-cream - so many flavours and such big portions, mmm...  Also surrounding was nice. Harbour with ships ready to take owners or tourists for trips, typical stone houses with very narrow streets like designed for lovers and of course many cafés and restarants inviting you to have a rest and have something good and souvenir shops inviting you to spend money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back home I am just courious where my next holidays will be and who I will spend them with. I am already looking forward. &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=230037&amp;id=556535988"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PHOTOS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-9044448036032825074?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/9044448036032825074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=9044448036032825074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/9044448036032825074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/9044448036032825074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2007/08/croatia.html' title='Croatia'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rro-thCzFaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/WrNdG74XAm4/s72-c/CIMG5032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-7509409026557487155</id><published>2007-08-08T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T14:52:26.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Double AIESEC Visit at My Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Sunday 22nd July 2007 me and my family had a very nice and special guest. I invited Bo from China to come and he accepted. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bo&lt;/span&gt; is a Chinese AIESECer who spends summer 07 in AIESEC Ostrava and stays with me and my friends in our flat. When Bo arrived, firstly we visited my home to get to know my family and have lunch. It was very nice to see how Bo was amazed by almost everything which is so common for me. Of course he had to taste our homemade slivovitz and get a bottle as a gift. Of course whole my family now has names written in Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I took him to &lt;a href="http://www.luhacovice.cz/en/page/1178.location-luhacovice/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luhačovice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, biggest Moravian spa, for some sightseeing. We tasted some mineral springs and spa waffels which Bo first considered as plates and then made stupid jokes that Czech people eat plates. In the evening Bo went back to Ostrava as he had some business appointement on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday another AIESEC guest was expected to come. It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Petra&lt;/span&gt;, very nice girl and a good friend of mine. I decided to meet my cousin and her boyfriend, too. So we all met in a very nice restaurant &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.racek.luhacovice.cz/"&gt;Racek&lt;/a&gt; in Luhačovice (owned by my friends) and had some good meal and chat together. Then me and Petra went to my house. We had BBQ with my family and then long girls´talk while enjoying nice summer evening and a bottle of wine. Next day we both went for AIESEC conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-7509409026557487155?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/7509409026557487155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=7509409026557487155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/7509409026557487155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/7509409026557487155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2007/08/double-aiesec-visit-at-my-home.html' title='Double AIESEC Visit at My Home'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-6579193935788551564</id><published>2007-07-18T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T13:48:26.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a random note</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well in two weeks I am going for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;vacations with my mum&lt;/span&gt;. My first time spent by the sea. So of course it must be spent with mum:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; "Mum, where are we going?" (Greece, may be?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mum:&lt;/span&gt; "Chroatia."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reaction in my mind&lt;/span&gt; - well, ok, every Czech go to Chroatia, not the first choice comming into my mind but actually why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; "By plane?" (oh please!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mum:&lt;/span&gt; "No, by bus. It would be more expensive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reaction in my mind&lt;/span&gt; - oh noooo. I cannot imagine I will have to spend so many hours in a bus. Well I will take books but still I cannot read all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on in my mind when I was thinking about our trip. Well I do not like long travelling by bus. I am not actually a good swimmer. I do not like so much long laying in the sun and sunbathing and doing nothing. So why am I actually going there? Only not to be the last Czech girl who was not by the sea yet?:-) Now you can think I am not looking forward but I am:-) Hopefully my trip will not look like a Czech movie "&lt;a href="http://www.cfn.cz/detail_film.php?37056"&gt;Účastníci zájezdu&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-6579193935788551564?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/6579193935788551564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=6579193935788551564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/6579193935788551564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/6579193935788551564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-random-note.html' title='Just a random note'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-2925537089451204246</id><published>2007-07-18T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:52:06.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th IAAF World Youth Championships</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rp5mfcyhruI/AAAAAAAAAHA/x2jH23HeCLg/s1600-h/CIMG4898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rp5mfcyhruI/AAAAAAAAAHA/x2jH23HeCLg/s200/CIMG4898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088617319465332450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ostrava city had an honour to organize &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);" href="http://www.wyc2007.com/default.aspx"&gt;5th IAAF World Youth Champion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);" href="http://www.wyc2007.com/default.aspx"&gt;ships&lt;/a&gt; - athletics event for 15 to 17 years old sportsmen from all over the world. About 130 countries and more than 1500 delegates participated. I took part there as a volunteer which means I cared about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Saudi Arabian delegation&lt;/span&gt;. It was such a nice experience to be part of such an international team. Just imagine 8 young talented Saudi Arabian sportsmen and their retinue from Morocco, Algeria, Tunisia, Egypt and Sudan. So I had a chance to practise French a bit too. It was a pleasure for me to watch my sportsmen during competition, show their retinue Stodolni Street and share happiness when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Ali won&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              silver medal in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; 800 m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rp5p28yhryI/AAAAAAAAAHg/1iKvhE33Tqg/s1600-h/CIMG4925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rp5p28yhryI/AAAAAAAAAHg/1iKvhE33Tqg/s200/CIMG4925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088621021727141666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During these days I also took a small (due to a small time) part in &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);" href="http://www.colours.cz/2007/summer/en/"&gt;Colours of Ostrava&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;musical festival. I had a chance to see Gipsy Kings and some Cuba hip hop band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=188951&amp;amp;id=556535988"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTOS here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-2925537089451204246?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/2925537089451204246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=2925537089451204246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/2925537089451204246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/2925537089451204246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2007/07/5th-iaaf-world-youth-championships.html' title='5th IAAF World Youth Championships'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rp5mfcyhruI/AAAAAAAAAHA/x2jH23HeCLg/s72-c/CIMG4898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-6530692386653712770</id><published>2007-07-09T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:52:07.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ostrava sightseeing</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;There is not any reason to go. But is there any reason &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;why not to go? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;If it is hard to find a reason "for" it is even harder to find &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;a reason "contra".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KLepo:-)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RpSFoLNtAmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iczRnKYitvU/s1600-h/CIMG4820.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085836804459659874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RpSFoLNtAmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iczRnKYitvU/s200/CIMG4820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Once I had a chat with my lovely friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.klepo.net/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;KLepo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; (originally from Slovakia now in Pakistan). He already made me do many crazy things and asked me to do another one. I asked him to give me a task so he did. I had to visit some places in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ostravainfo.cz/index.php?akce=&amp;lang=2"&gt;Ostrava&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (place where I study) and take pictures of mine there. At the first moment it sounded crazy but then I started to feel asham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RpSHg7NtAoI/AAAAAAAAAGw/bgr3I1GHR5c/s1600-h/CIMG4870.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085838878928863874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RpSHg7NtAoI/AAAAAAAAAGw/bgr3I1GHR5c/s200/CIMG4870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ed as I´ve been living in Ostrava for 4 years and have never visited these places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I decided to take some internationals as well so first July Saturday me, my friend &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maruška, Anja (Belorussia), Bo (China) and John (Greece)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; went for Ostrava sightseeing. We visited &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="objekt" onmouseover="window.status='Informace'; return true;" href="javascript:window.open(" scrollbars="yes,width=480,height=480,top=20,left=20');void" zid="420',"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Silesium Ostrava Castle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="objekt" onmouseover="window.status='Informace'; return true;" href="javascript:window.open(" scrollbars="yes,width=480,height=480,top=20,left=20');void" zid="585',"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Miniuni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="objekt" onmouseover="window.status='Informace'; return true;" href="javascript:window.open(" scrollbars="yes,width=480,height=480,top=20,left=20');void" zid="466',"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The Fairytale Ghost Cellar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ostravainfo.cz/index.php?akce=guide&amp;mid=47&amp;amp;oid=17&amp;lang=2"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;New City Hall Viewing Tower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We spent about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;6 hours by walking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and enjoying &lt;a href="http://www.ostravainfo.cz/index.php?akce=&amp;amp;lang=2"&gt;Ostrava&lt;/a&gt;. Of course we had to finish this trip in street that never sleeps - famous Ostrava &lt;a href="http://www.stodolni.cz/?lang=en&amp;PHPSESSID=c5428684daff046b8b57f75b8fa4aefd"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stodolni street&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; having a drink and enjoying summer nightlife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RpSIELNtApI/AAAAAAAAAG4/6RiKyMKAsx4/s1600-h/CIMG4882.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085839484519252626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RpSIELNtApI/AAAAAAAAAG4/6RiKyMKAsx4/s200/CIMG4882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We wanted to go to t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="objekt" onmouseover="window.status='Informace'; return true;" href="javascript:window.open(" scrollbars="yes,width=480,height=480,top=20,left=20');void" zid="695',"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;he Ema Slag Heap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; as well... Hmmm... We walked soooo long.... We were soooo close.... We asked sooo many people... We were sooo tired... Honestly, we did not find it. When we asked later on other people we realized we almost were there. So now we have a reason why to go for Ostrava study tour nr. 2. Still there are many other places to visit - &lt;a href="http://www.ostravainfo.cz/index.php?akce=guide&amp;mid=47&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;oid=17&amp;lang=2"&gt;Mining museum&lt;/a&gt;, rope centre e. g. And the Ema Slag Heap:-)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I would like to tell thank to KLepo who (bored in Pakistan :-) caused 5 people of different nationalities spent a very nice afternoon in Ostrava. THANK YOU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;More photos &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=175418&amp;amp;id=556535988"&gt;HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-6530692386653712770?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/6530692386653712770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=6530692386653712770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/6530692386653712770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/6530692386653712770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2007/07/ostrava-sightseeing.html' title='Ostrava sightseeing'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RpSFoLNtAmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/iczRnKYitvU/s72-c/CIMG4820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-1394243306660612263</id><published>2007-07-04T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T05:56:48.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning day in a new flat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I moved... From dorms to a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;flat&lt;/span&gt; right &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in the centre of Ostrava&lt;/span&gt; (city where I study). I will share this flat with 5 more girls so sometimes it will be probably challenging but I am looking forward it. The flat is nice and big. It is right next to &lt;a href="http://www.ostravainfo.cz/index.php?akce=guide&amp;mid=47&amp;amp;oid=17&amp;lang=2"&gt;Nová radnice&lt;/a&gt; townhall and right next to the big park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am really glad for such a flat. However... after our moving in we  realized the flat is a bit messy and dirty (politely said), especially bathroom and kitchen were in bad conditions (politely said:-) There was only one solution - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to clean it&lt;/span&gt; (after coming back from Tesco with lots of cleaning stuff:-) Me and Petra (one of my roommates) spent about 3 hours by cleaning these two rooms only. It was such a "nice" experience. I forgot to tell you that day I finally finished my exams period and started summer holidays. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cleaning is a really nice way how to celebrate isn´t it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I considered myself as a messy and chaotic person who does not like housework. After our cleaning day I still consider myself as a person who does not like housework... But in every case I am  not messy! Well, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;may be I am chaotic&lt;/span&gt; - I let my clothes, keys and other things in whole flat and then look for a certain thing a long time.... But not messy!!! Good to know:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-1394243306660612263?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/1394243306660612263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=1394243306660612263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/1394243306660612263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/1394243306660612263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2007/07/cleaning-day-in-new-flat.html' title='Cleaning day in a new flat'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-5916261580709167306</id><published>2007-06-24T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:52:08.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MC TOP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I spent the weekend 21 to 24th June in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;AIESEC in the Czech Republic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://czechmc.nomadlife.org/"&gt;Member Committee TakeOver Party&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;. It was an open air event to kick off old "top management" of AIESEC and to welcome new one on stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rn7LD2mgiiI/AAAAAAAAAFw/MOjTxicsayQ/s1600-h/bar%C4%8Da.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rn7LD2mgiiI/AAAAAAAAAFw/MOjTxicsayQ/s200/bar%C4%8Da.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079720696777574946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It happened in Protivanov near Prostějov. Just a few impressions... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;I met my new boss&lt;/span&gt; there - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://barbarabasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Barbara&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; (aka Barča) from Brazil there. She will be responsible for Talent Management area in AIESEC in CR this year. She is very friendly and crazy person and I am very &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;looking forward to cooperating with her&lt;/span&gt;. I also &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;took part Talent Manag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;ement functional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; meeting to get to know people responsible for this area and find out what is going on in thi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rn7UvmmgijI/AAAAAAAAAF4/6AX3ixABUyg/s1600-h/vol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rn7UvmmgijI/AAAAAAAAAF4/6AX3ixABUyg/s200/vol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079731344001501746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;s area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Next nice moment was when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fabian&lt;/span&gt; (MC member of 2006/07 from Mexico) taught me b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;asic &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;salsa &lt;/span&gt;steps. Thank you my dance teacher. I promise I will improve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;During Friday another crazy moment appeared. The weather changed from sunny to rainy quite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; often those days. In one such a moment when there was a strong shower my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rn7VcmmgimI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/uj6CEdxIydY/s1600-h/totem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rn7VcmmgimI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/uj6CEdxIydY/s200/totem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079732117095615074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; lovely friend Kristyna came with amazing idea. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;"Let´s get sw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;im suit on and go outside to make some fun for the rest of people who hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; from rain inside."&lt;/span&gt; So me, Krist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;yna, Maruška and Míša did... I think we let a big impression in them. It was funny to stay outside, enjoy the rain and watch a group of people watching us and taking pictures. Atmosphere was even better when Starosta approached us wearing anorak, long trousers and hiking boots. Unfortunatelly I do not have any pictures but hopefully will get some from my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rn7VT2mgilI/AAAAAAAAAGI/1wv1Ct0iOJc/s1600-h/drunk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rn7VT2mgilI/AAAAAAAAAGI/1wv1Ct0iOJc/s200/drunk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079731966771759698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Other relaxing activities? Volleyball, football, basketball, petanque, sunbathing, chatting with others, drinking, dancing, BBQ,... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;As I already told at the beginning MC TOP was an unofficial end of experienced Czech MC. I would like to say thanks for their effort, work and enthusiasm during their term. Dear &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evča, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://ninachina.nomadlife.org/default.aspx"&gt;Nina&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://sisanek.nomadlife.org/default.aspx"&gt;Šíša&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, Fabian, Majka, Meňa and Starosta&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;THANK YOU.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I would also would like to wish the best to the new MC  during coming period. Dear &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jaro, Tina, Peťa, Barča, Peťula, Lukáš and Radim&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD LUCK&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-5916261580709167306?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/5916261580709167306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=5916261580709167306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/5916261580709167306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/5916261580709167306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2007/06/mc-top.html' title='MC TOP'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rn7LD2mgiiI/AAAAAAAAAFw/MOjTxicsayQ/s72-c/bar%C4%8Da.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-8174287040485921147</id><published>2007-06-16T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T07:53:29.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Romanian Training Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Simply I have some lucky period... How to explain in other words... When I came back from International Trainers Congress in Romania organized by AIESEC about 2 months ago I had a call from &lt;a href="http://www.a-hra.cz/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AHRA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. When I came there for a meeting I realized it was an offer for cooperation. As a first working oppportunity I was asked to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;go to Bucharest (Romania) as a coach/support trainer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to help to run Train the Trainers course for employees of a RUUKI company. Of course I said yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suppossed to mainly help my Romanian collegue Diana who was a main trainer there as it was in Romanian and till now I cannot speak this language. It was so strange to help to run a course and not to understand almost anything. And taking into account it was my first working experience as a trainer and it was my first bussines trip as well. What are my impressions so far? I could not wish more strange and nice first working experience. I am very thankful for it and must say it motivated me a lot to my next work as a trainer. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cannot wait for next practical experience.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-8174287040485921147?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/8174287040485921147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=8174287040485921147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/8174287040485921147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/8174287040485921147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-romanian-training-experience.html' title='My Romanian Training Experience'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-7376031315774532148</id><published>2007-06-16T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T14:36:02.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;"All your life you are told the things you cannot do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;All your life they will say you're not good enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;or strong enough or talented enough; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;they will say you're the wrong height &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;or the wrong weight or the wrong type to play this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;or be this or achieve this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;THEY WILL TELL YOU NO,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;a thousand times no, until all the no's become meaningless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;All your life they will tell you no, quite firmly and very quickly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;AND YOU WILL TELL THEM YES." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Nike ad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-7376031315774532148?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/7376031315774532148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=7376031315774532148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/7376031315774532148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/7376031315774532148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2007/06/training-experience-in-romania.html' title=''/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-6305754604963391983</id><published>2007-06-11T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:52:09.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prague with Judy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rm2ZTWmgihI/AAAAAAAAAFo/8T9DNVK0Bpo/s1600-h/CIMG4505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rm2ZTWmgihI/AAAAAAAAAFo/8T9DNVK0Bpo/s200/CIMG4505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074880912880077330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From 6th to 8th June I spent very special moments with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Miss Judy Kong&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;a href="http://www.pis.cz/en"&gt;Prague&lt;/a&gt; (capital of &lt;a href="http://www.czech.cz/en/"&gt;the Czech Republic&lt;/a&gt;, assigned in &lt;a href="http://ftp.czechtourism.com/unesco/index_cz.html"&gt;UNESCO&lt;/a&gt; list). I met this lovely lady from &lt;a href="http://www.discoverhongkong.com/login.html"&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/a&gt; during &lt;a href="http://itc2007.aiesec.ro/?q=about"&gt;ITC&lt;/a&gt; in Romania in April. She was one of not so many people who I wanted to see again anyway I would not belive it could really happen. You know &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;"keep in touch"&lt;/span&gt; phrase at the end of special events is nice but does not become reality very often. So when Judy wrote me she is coming from Denmark (where she is currently studying) to Prague I definitelly decided to be her guide there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rm2ZH2mgigI/AAAAAAAAAFg/jYcoz9rSKUs/s1600-h/CIMG4591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rm2ZH2mgigI/AAAAAAAAAFg/jYcoz9rSKUs/s200/CIMG4591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074880715311581698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We visited many historical places, took many pictures and walked a lot. We climbed four towers in three days and realized every single of them is of a different style. We started with &lt;a href="http://www.pis.cz/en/prague/monuments/st_vitus_st_wenceslas_and_st_adalbert_cathedral"&gt;St. Vit´s Cathedral&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.pis.cz/en/prague/monuments/prague_castle"&gt;Prague Castle&lt;/a&gt;) followed by &lt;a href="http://www.pis.cz/en/prague/monuments/old_town_hall"&gt;Old Town Hall&lt;/a&gt; tower. Then the next day we climbed &lt;a href="http://www.pis.cz/en/prague/monuments/petrin_view_tower"&gt;Petřín&lt;/a&gt; tower (Czech small Eifell tower) and then &lt;a href="http://www.pis.cz/en/prague/monuments/charles_bridge"&gt;Charles Bridge&lt;/a&gt; (Old Town Bridge) tower as well.  And of course we did not miss those famous historical places such &lt;a href="http://www.pis.cz/en/prague/monuments/old_town_square"&gt;Old Town Square&lt;/a&gt; with astrological clock, Charles Bridge, Prague Castle, &lt;a href="http://www.pis.cz/en/prague/monuments/st_nicholas_church_lesser_town"&gt;St. Nicholas Churc&lt;/a&gt;h, Wienceslaw Square and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday evening we went to &lt;a href="http://www.ilist.cz/clanky/u-houdku"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;"U Houdku"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pub which is very popu&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rm2Y32mgifI/AAAAAAAAAFY/wQ1rso4bJnQ/s1600-h/IMG_4338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rm2Y32mgifI/AAAAAAAAAFY/wQ1rso4bJnQ/s200/IMG_4338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074880440433674738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lar (not only) among AIESEC people where we met quite a big group of &lt;a href="http://www.aiesec.cz/praha/"&gt;AIESEC Praha&lt;/a&gt; members. the thing is we met Misan, Vojta, Zuzka and Petra there. All those people (including me) were representatives of Czech ITC delegation so KiT (keep in touch) phrase became almost perfect (we only missed Lukas and Terka to have Czech delegation complete).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart of all special moments I must mention meal experiences as well. Because of Judy I tasted sushi for the first time (we found some sushi take out in Wienceslaw Square). I fell in love with sushi and I am looking forward to my next sushi experience (may be in Hong Kong?). The &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Czech traditional meal mission"&lt;/span&gt; was&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rm2YhGmgieI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/uavQ6HNUzko/s1600-h/CIMG4580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rm2YhGmgieI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/uavQ6HNUzko/s200/CIMG4580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074880049591650786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; clear: Kofola, beer, smažák (fried cheese) and vepřo, knedlo, zelo (pork, dumplings and cabbage). I was very curious about Judy´s reaction and was very happy realizing she liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Dear Judy, thank you&lt;/span&gt; for special moments I could spend with you. Wish you all the best in your life. Looking forward to seeing you again - sometimes, somewhere (may be in Hong Kong?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-6305754604963391983?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/6305754604963391983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=6305754604963391983' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/6305754604963391983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/6305754604963391983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2007/06/prague-with-judy.html' title='Prague with Judy'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rm2ZTWmgihI/AAAAAAAAAFo/8T9DNVK0Bpo/s72-c/CIMG4505.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-4026259527299893641</id><published>2007-06-03T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:52:09.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bratislava with Klepo</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;„Carpe Diem“&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RmKzIXgoDoI/AAAAAAAAAE4/v2tHHbgwWr8/s1600-h/CIMG4429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071813086703783554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RmKzIXgoDoI/AAAAAAAAAE4/v2tHHbgwWr8/s200/CIMG4429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I have met this person for only three times before he left a big impression on me. After coming back from &lt;a href="http://www.slovenskyraj.sk/en.html"&gt;Slovensky raj &lt;/a&gt;I did not want to admitt I would not see him again any more. While chatting with &lt;a href="http://www.klepo.net"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Klepo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; afterwards I suggested him a crazy idea to come to &lt;a href="http://http://www.bratislava.sk/en/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Bratislava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to tell good bye definetelly before he will go to &lt;a href="http://www.aiesec.org/pakistan/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Pakistan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. And he accepted it. It was crazy – I had exams period and other things to do, he was busy as well anyway we both made some time to see each other again. And this all just because of a few hours together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RmK7OngoDpI/AAAAAAAAAFA/T8-kjJ0Ox70/s1600-h/CIMG4430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071821990170988178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RmK7OngoDpI/AAAAAAAAAFA/T8-kjJ0Ox70/s200/CIMG4430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you Klepo for Bratislava night sight seeing, for showing me the centre of the city, for all those special moments I could share with you, for spending your last moments in Slovakia with me. I do not have enough words to express my feelings as they are so deep and not really public ones. Only you Tom know what is behind all these words here and what exactly I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-4026259527299893641?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/4026259527299893641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=4026259527299893641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/4026259527299893641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/4026259527299893641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2007/06/bratislava-with-klepo.html' title='Bratislava with Klepo'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RmKzIXgoDoI/AAAAAAAAAE4/v2tHHbgwWr8/s72-c/CIMG4429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-4750250363288990189</id><published>2007-05-27T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:52:10.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outdoor training</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A boat does not go forward if each on is rowing their own way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Swahili proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asked to prepare outdoor/teambuilding activities during the week&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rlm13RgBYCI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/P7hVMnAjM9w/s1600-h/CIMG4297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rlm13RgBYCI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/P7hVMnAjM9w/s200/CIMG4297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069282816777347106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;end 25 - 26th May. For me it started to become a reality on Saturday, 6 a. m.  when I woke up and went to a forest to prepare &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Day_of_the_Triffids"&gt;The Day of the Triffids&lt;/a&gt; game (based on the novel by &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Wyndham"&gt;John Wyndham&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was amazing to stay in a forest so early in the morning - just me and nature, everything so silent. Of course &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;I was afraid not to get lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and fortunatelly I did not. According to this game there is a group af &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;blindfolded &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;people lead by one of them to the safe pl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;ace&lt;/span&gt;. On their way they have to overcome some obstacles and at the whole end they are &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rlm2khgBYEI/AAAAAAAAAEg/9dFcvkUleH8/s1600-h/CIMG4377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rlm2khgBYEI/AAAAAAAAAEg/9dFcvkUleH8/s200/CIMG4377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069283594166427714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;supposed to cross the river without any bridge. I really wanted to incude this part but... Of course I had to try it by myself first... Firstly&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;I almost lost my shirt&lt;/span&gt; as I did not realize it appeared in river somehow (it was hung on my backpack before). Then it happened:-) I got off my shoes and tried to cross the river but... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Suddenly I lost my balance and si&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;mply sat down into water&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Fortunatelly it was sunny and warm and place was very near to the cottage where we stayed. After such an experience I decided not to include this part into game:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rlm2vRgBYFI/AAAAAAAAAEo/sUpeahi1xis/s1600-h/CIMG4326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rlm2vRgBYFI/AAAAAAAAAEo/sUpeahi1xis/s200/CIMG4326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069283778850021458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon we played &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;"Cannon"&lt;/span&gt; outdoor game. We spent about 2 hours in forest testing physical condition and team cooperation. I think I as a trainer succeed because after coming bac to cottage everybody was tired and not so talkative and alughing as at the beginning:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Sunday morning at 5 a. m. (4 hours of sleep for some lucky ones) really strong alarm delivered by me woke them up. Everybody blinfolded. The game &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rlm3ixgBYGI/AAAAAAAAAEw/nWG91qZByZc/s1600-h/CIMG4410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rlm3ixgBYGI/AAAAAAAAAEw/nWG91qZByZc/s200/CIMG4410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069284663613284450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;"The Day of the Triffids "&lt;/span&gt; could start. I spent about 2 hours with a team in forest courious how they will performe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the success of outdoor teambuilding is (among others) measurable by good mood in a team afterwards, tired people and telling phrases like "I hate National Trainers Team!", "I want to get back to the cottage", &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;" I hate nature and have wet shoes they will not get dry"&lt;/span&gt;... then this teambuilding was successful. &lt;a href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/sponecka/detail?.dir=6cd5re2&amp;.dnm=8871re2.jpg&amp;amp;.src=ph"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Photos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-4750250363288990189?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/4750250363288990189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=4750250363288990189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/4750250363288990189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/4750250363288990189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2007/05/outdoor-training.html' title='Outdoor training'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rlm13RgBYCI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/P7hVMnAjM9w/s72-c/CIMG4297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-2944391162045439286</id><published>2007-05-22T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:52:11.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiking in Slovensky Raj</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,51,51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;During the weekend 18th to 20th May I hiked in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,51,51); FONT-FAMILY: georgia" href="http://www.slovenskyraj.sk/en.html"&gt;Slovakia Paradise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,51,51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;. I had a great guide &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,51,51); FONT-FAMILY: georgia" href="http://www.klepo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Klepo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,51,51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; who took a great &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RlRqABgBX4I/AAAAAAAAADA/SiLdAIfMFjk/s1600-h/CIMG4212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067792029333938050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RlRqABgBX4I/AAAAAAAAADA/SiLdAIfMFjk/s200/CIMG4212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;care about me. I will not ever forget sleeping in a tent in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,51,51); FONT-FAMILY: georgia" href="http://www.slovenskyraj.sk/strediska/klastorisko/en.html"&gt;Kláštorisko&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,51,51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; (the ruin of a monastery from Middle Ages). In fact we were not allowed to sleep there as it was forbidden but thanks to Klepo´s negotiating it was possible. Just imagine - nature, silence, the atmosphere o&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RlRqpRgBX5I/AAAAAAAAADI/kaF24OjCdoc/s1600-h/CIMG4218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067792738003541906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="204" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RlRqpRgBX5I/AAAAAAAAADI/kaF24OjCdoc/s200/CIMG4218.JPG" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;f such a place, sunset and then &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,102,0)"&gt;sunrise in the morning&lt;/span&gt;, breakfast in the nature... It was something very worth for such a person as I am who enjoyes calm mornings so deeply. Still thinking about it I am &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,102,0)"&gt;smiling&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,51,51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Then on Saturday we spent whole day by hiking. It was sometimes challenging to overcome all those ladders, &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RlRvUhgBX9I/AAAAAAAAADo/l0ZWQwpCmgE/s1600-h/CIMG4229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067797879079395282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RlRvUhgBX9I/AAAAAAAAADo/l0ZWQwpCmgE/s200/CIMG4229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ropes, water and Klepo´s jokes :-) Anyway it was something that I needed to enjoy - I mean to forget all those daily routines, work and worries. Just to enjoy mom&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RlRsFhgBX7I/AAAAAAAAADY/aMpEf26Dwvk/s1600-h/CIMG4199.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ents and feel pure joy of life. I must say I was totally dead in the evening but totally &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,102,0)"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,51,51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;To all of you who like hiking, nature, challenging yourselves and overcoming obstacles I reccommend you to go there and enjoy the same moment as I did.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RlRsoBgBX8I/AAAAAAAAADg/hYIadWI9jOs/s1600-h/CIMG4182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067794915551961026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="166" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RlRsoBgBX8I/AAAAAAAAADg/hYIadWI9jOs/s200/CIMG4182.JPG" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,51,51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dear Klepo, thank you for taking me for such a great trip. It was one of the best experiences I have ever had. You made me sleep in a tent, not wearing make-up every day, not having a shower every day - simply &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,102,0)"&gt;not to be perfect, just being me&lt;/span&gt;. You made me feel happy and smiling. I will not ever forget it. Big kisses and hugs to you as my &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,102,0)"&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-2944391162045439286?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/2944391162045439286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=2944391162045439286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/2944391162045439286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/2944391162045439286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2007/05/hiking-in-slovensky-raj.html' title='Hiking in Slovensky Raj'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/RlRqABgBX4I/AAAAAAAAADA/SiLdAIfMFjk/s72-c/CIMG4212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-7207793306176690041</id><published>2007-05-03T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:52:12.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Career Days 2007 BBQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rj3gNhzHLqI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Qu1LpKztgtU/s1600-h/CIMG3750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061448079249976994" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rj3gNhzHLqI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Qu1LpKztgtU/s200/CIMG3750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;May be you already have heard about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.careerdays.cz/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Career Days 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;. For those who are lost or are not AIESEC members a small reminder. Career Days 2007 meant a record in their history. There were &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;1693&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; students taking part which means &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;50 % growth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; comparing previous year!!! Let me introduce shortly amazing organizing committee that helped to make this AIESEC experience very worthy for me (and not only because I was the only woman in team:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stanislav Hába (Project Manager)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Karel Hlavinka (External Relations)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marián Kobolka (External Relations)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pavel Vávra (IT)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomáš Laboutka (Logistics)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adam Lebeda (University Promotion and Roadshow)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;... and me (Public Relations)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;... ... and Šíša of course (MCVPER)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Two months later our teambuilding happened... We met in Adam´s place in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Zlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and had a BBQ. But before BBQ itself Adam prepared a small sightseeing in Zlin. We visited &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Building 21 - Bata&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;skyscraper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to see Tomas Bata office in pater noster and to and to watch Zlin from the 16th floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Then we moved to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adam´s house&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; where we met his sister w&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rj3a4xzHLjI/AAAAAAAAABY/XL1IHryiUg0/s1600-h/CIMG4108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061442225209552434" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rj3a4xzHLjI/AAAAAAAAABY/XL1IHryiUg0/s200/CIMG4108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ho prepared steaks for our BBQ (thank you Kristyna) and Adam´s dog Ben that we renamed to Baťa. Unfortunatelly we did not have a chance to introduce ourselves to Adam´s parents because they were in Egypt. Such a pity:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;According to me &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Karlos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; decided to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the chef&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the rest of us did not protest at all. We talked, ate, drink, had fun, remember Career Days 2007... After finishing all the meal we had we went to &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rj3b9RzHLkI/AAAAAAAAABg/gxDxKUwUUc0/s1600-h/CIMG4076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061443402030591554" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rj3b9RzHLkI/AAAAAAAAABg/gxDxKUwUUc0/s200/CIMG4076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a pub. We met a children playground on our way to pub so we had to use it of course... Then in pub &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Majo and Šíša&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; decided to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Probably this was a reason why Šíša fell in sleep very early so the rest of us (whose idea was it?) decided to pretend we ha&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rj3dqxzHLmI/AAAAAAAAABw/s8z8Ac29Mvw/s1600-h/CIMG4128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061445283226267234" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rj3dqxzHLmI/AAAAAAAAABw/s8z8Ac29Mvw/s200/CIMG4128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d left and let Šíša pay for us. When Šíša was woken up by a waitress he&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rj3cuhzHLlI/AAAAAAAAABo/LAuvHj34hNM/s1600-h/CIMG4128.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was a bit confused and ready to pay - unfortunatelly he did not have enough money so we had to pay for ourselves:-(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061447044162858642" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rj3fRRzHLpI/AAAAAAAAACI/yV_45g3pcd4/s200/CIMG4099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Then there was a funny journey back to Adam´s house. Such a surprise &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Šíša&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; played a main role again. In the moment we passed block of flats (it was about &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 a. m.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) he decided to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ring all door bells&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... We ran away sooo quickly:-) Then he realized there were some logs in front of a family house and he decided we needed some more wood for our fireplace so he picked one and took it to Adam´s house... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;I had lovely moments with you guys during this team building (or after party or evaluation meeting or what actually it was). Thank you for creating amazing atmosphere. Hopefully see you very soon:-) &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More pictures&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/sponecka/slideshow?.dir=/1b08re2&amp;.src=ph"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-7207793306176690041?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/7207793306176690041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=7207793306176690041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/7207793306176690041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/7207793306176690041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2007/05/career-days-2007-bbq.html' title='Career Days 2007 BBQ'/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rj3gNhzHLqI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Qu1LpKztgtU/s72-c/CIMG3750.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4766911264605512399.post-4472221286896872848</id><published>2007-05-02T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:52:12.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rjj8BxzHLaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/a2Us2aAyNzA/s1600-h/CIMG1316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060071288828538274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rjj8BxzHLaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/a2Us2aAyNzA/s200/CIMG1316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hmm, I am creating my own blog (or trying to create :-) It should be easy or not? Probably it is easy it is just me who does not know how it works :-) Never mind I will handle it soon (hopefully). Now I feel as picture shows...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4766911264605512399-4472221286896872848?l=lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/feeds/4472221286896872848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4766911264605512399&amp;postID=4472221286896872848' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/4472221286896872848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4766911264605512399/posts/default/4472221286896872848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lenkakovarikova.blogspot.com/2007/05/hmm-i-am-creating-my-own-blog-or-trying.html' title=''/><author><name>Lenka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16504200943418652239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1cKV9goEW0/Rjj8BxzHLaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/a2Us2aAyNzA/s72-c/CIMG1316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
