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So my revered listeners, here I am back in Prague. Maybe some of you never even knew I left, but I did...and where did I go? To Australia. Which was fun, and where there was a tonne of sun, and is a place that I increasingly rate as number one. Tun, Tun.
And I bought a new camera, so you're all going to indulge me in a few training snaps of things here-there-and-everywhere, aren't you now? Here they are! Hurrah! Bazaar! Ta Dah!
playing with depth of field at the prom: shoes
playing with depth of field at the prom: Zach and bag
aggressive signage, attractive shadow play
playing with the roof at Frankfurt International Airport
playing with the roof and people and signs at Frankfurt International Airport
taking a stroll up behind the castle
this man is hailed as a hero for his contributions to the Soviet Army...which is of dubious taste*
green starred communist hotel, yes siree Stalin, I mean Bob!
* at least that's what Adam and I managed to gather from what it said in Czech on the plaque, which contained a few words that we struggled with...but there are some things you just can't muck up, like "sovietskeho" for "soviet". Don't let this piece of information fool you though, we are actually quite good at Czech. Impressively good, in fact. People tend to faint as we utter the slightest of perfectly declined and conjugated sentences, with perfect accents and just a faint glimmer in the eye. Yup.