I've un-shouldered my bag and deflated it of all my spoils. It doubled in size by virtue only of the generosity of my parents (pretty much like i did). The finest savory potato delights from the house of Tayto as well as the finest couverture couture from the parlours of O' Connáill.
What a city is Prague. Holy Moley. Unfortunately, due to some kind of impractical love for photography i have a thousand images all awaiting my attention. And stories too!