My bags are packed.
My hair has been washed for the last time for seven days.
I just spent five minutes picking the sultanas out of my ziplock bag of muesli (airport meals are ridiculously priced).
Next stop, Prague.
I’m open to every adventure and challenge before me – I’m just hoping that there aren’t any snails included.
They are way too slimy for my liking.
(Yes, I did eat that one pictured below).