June 11, 2006
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Praha Ways…
So. Work sent me off to Prague for ten days to assist Maury on a new Dell job with rush schedule. The seven hour plane ride was no fun, to say the least.
Especially when the nice young lady to our left had a fucking cat, which I am allergic too.
But we survived and got to the beautiful Hotel Aria all in one piece.
And it’s a pretty dope hotel indeed. Check out my room.
My orchid.
The cool little lobby.The hotel itself from said roof.
The only time to do tourist stuff was our arriving day, but I took a longer nap than I should have, so I got to a late start that I would later forget. I did get to see some Czech hippies banging drums and turning a wheel, though.
And I don’t know about you, but when I buy art, I also want to fakt.
I headed off to the one of the premier tourist sites, the Karluv Most (Charles Bridge to you non-Prahians)
Which was crowded as fucking heck.
If I had blogged my Europe trip, which I will someday I swear, you would know that everytime I tried to cross this bridge, it rained. Well, the curse continued yet again.
Beggars over there are all business. They pick a position stick with it.
Next in the tour is the magical main square crazy clock.
These weird saints come out when a skeleton pulls a chord.
I continued the tourist spirit by ingesting some local pastry which gets roll fried right in front of you.
Relishing it in the gorgeous plaza.
Then I finished the circuit by hitting the old jewish synagoge.
And the crazy soviet park with a weird oil rig thing in the middle.
The next day, Maury and I met our doom. The closet like room we would spend 15 hour days in.
Maury tried to stay in there and cut most of the time, but once I did my two hours of dailies, I tried to get onto the set.
And this rancid nacho cheese platter I could not stop eating.
On the way home I showed the creatives a thing or two by doing some long exposure, which they then emulated on their own cam.
And maury and I ate at the restaurant next door, which had a cool talble for two.
Next morning I hit the incredible breakfast spread at the Coda restaurant.
With its insanely ornamented watermelon.
This would be my breakfast of champions.
The shoot moved to the second studio, where I found this cool little mock up.
And the look got more futuristic.
Found this puppy, and took it for a spin.
As well as this precaution sign for jenna.
And the D-force (my didn’t stick work nickname) sticker.
Food on set is usually a bit weird, but in Praha they take it to the next level. Case in point the roast pig spit.
And the hot dog sodomizer. You puncture the bread witht the spike, then you fuck the whole with the dog and eat it.
Besides that, the food trailer treated us okay. They had to, they catered Van Helsing and XXX, for crying out loud.
That night we drove into the sunset to hit the hotel.
This would be the only night we made it back before 11pm, so we went to eat at a very hip nice restaurnt, Kampa Fish, which we got to just on a lark. I went with the paint your own fish option.
Which tasted pretty damn good.
Visited the set for the last time.
Manicured my moustache to its widest presentation ever.
And finally said goodbye to the wonderful Prague Studios.
Knowing I needed to not sleep to catch some zzz on the flight, I wasted some time putting on my slippies.
And running a bath. I hadn’t had one of those in years, and boy was it relaxing. I highly recommend it.
For the flight, I had to carry four film flats from the shoot. It was supposed to be two, but they surprised me with four and it sucked. Them shits are heav-ee.
Lets just say, both maury and I were ready for home.
Especially when this annoying guy, who had been on our trup over, appeared yet again to chatter his loudmouth observations away.
There was only one solution, Tylenol pm to the rescue.
And not even much of a resuce, the 8 hour flight back sucked a hairy ass.
But I made it to my company car home.
And finally got to hug my baby.
(this subsequent week has been busy as well, but we shall get to it later.)
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