Here, my brain was trying to crawl out of my ears and back to safety. I still had enough sense to point the camera and press the right button.

I love this town.

Even so, I just had to take a skelfie.

Old Town Square, with the Jan Huus monument from 1915.

The old gunpowder tower.

Our Lady of Tyn church.

The castle.

Petrin Hill, with the tower to the right and the hunger wall to the left.

The yanks seemed to have a good time, not caring one iota that I was near death from sheer, blind anxity.

Naturally, they still needed refreshments afterwards.

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