now it's time for the drunk Scottish men in the city centre! and Franz Kafka's grave. let me just say, if you're ever looking for a Jewish Cemetary and don't know if you're in a Jewish Cemetary, then you're not there yet. after searching around for about two hours, running into the Christian cemetary followed by the Russian Orthodox one, we found the beautifully manicured and Star of Davided one. then we knew we were there! the only other news about these pictures...after leaving the drunk scottish men to go back to england, i later found that the Hearts lost to Praha by a lot. sad.
and then, after this, i promise i'll have photos of the country i actually live in. i haven't taken any yet, but Leamington Spa is lovely in the AUTUMN (not the fall. people look at you funny when you say fall). But Elizabeth is here this weekend bearing tidings from my old edinburgh world, and we're off to explore the faraway lands of Warwick, Stratford and everything on the X17 bus route in between. until then, the last of Prague town:
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