Rachel and I met up for a weekend in Prague. We spent most of the weekend eating delicious, salt-encrusted pistachios. And spitting the shells out on the ground. We confessed to and documented our crime at the Lenin Wall.
Also - I became totally unrepentant at spitting out shells after finding this in an area of the city we most definitely did not visit:
4 comments:
They travel.
Ewwwww...you wrote on the lenin wall. Oh and you spit stuff out...yeah that's gross too.
Hahaha i scared willy with my raucous laughter.
We do travel. But I never promised we were refined travelers.
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