Let us get one thing straight. I am not hungover. $1.30 half-liter beers do not make you hungover. They make you take a lot of photos. And that is totally the opposite of ill.
But something, either food, or water, or air, or dustbunnies decided to attack me today. Rendering me a useless, stomach-achy American tourist. Bummer.
On the bright side I have almost finished The Constant Princess which is like the prequel to The Other Boleyn Girl. Delightful is one word. Interesting would be another.
On another bright side, I got a facebook message from Jimmy asking if I was in Prague slash if I had a twin. Which means that the guy I saw walking the other day was him. And I would have been very in the right to shout "Oh My Gosh! Are you Jimmy?" like I wanted to. Too bad I did not.
Tomorrow we fly to Paris, and with any luck, I leave this stomach bug here.
Prague, you were very fantastic. We thank you.
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