Last night only materialised in an inebriated walk around the weird and wonderful red light district. Just to find Leon's Mum. We couldn't find her. Sad.
We got in at a leisurely 1am I reckon, then joined the French back in the hostel.
I now write from the comforts of the city night line train to Prague. I don't know what we wher expecting but let me tell you my friends! It was not this! As Potter would say, a speed bump on the road of life. I personally like this. This is what I thought the trains would be like. It's an experience at the end of the day and it's pretty cool.
Just a short one today as all we've done is chill in the square and experience the night trains of europe.
Silver and gold.