Prague was lovely, in a shadowy, smoky sort of way that old, conflict-ridden cities can be. It might have been an odd choice for a vacation spot, considering it's not necessarily the safest place to go to, but it was beautiful. Some of the things they went to - the palace, the Charles Bridge - wouldn't have looked amiss in the Deck, while some of the remnants of Communism were almost the most exotic parts of the city. Zoe's come back with a camera stocked with digital photographs, two suitcases packed carefully with
souvenirs and maybe one or two extra pairs of
shoes.
It takes very little time to unpack it all, of course, and set the presents aside in a shopping bag, and after that it's back to normal life. She drops in to the accounting office to make sure it hasn't fallen apart while she was gone, and then it's back to their rooms to change into something appropriately
sleek and polished for a few hours doing the ambassador thing at Diamond Castle.
If she was lucky, she thinks as she steps outside Spade Castle again, there wouldn't be any ruffled feathers to smooth and she could hole up with coffee at at a cafe, and go through her pictures.