Paris to Prague

Someone has snuck in overnight and beaten me with a baseball bat ?😕 Yer... probably not. I’m debating if this is the result of too many pastries or if I am not as well as I hoped. Mark is googling Novo Virus; I’m sleeping through the most historic and beautiful length of the river Main. (I have, however, cropped the few pics I took as consciousness visited briefly through that day so the cabin chair and window aren’t predominant). Anyone vomiting are now confined to their cabins until 24 hours after symptoms stop.

Nope. No vomit here. An afternoon tour sounds doable. The music box museum. Fascinating but I am more fascinated by the man bag mark has emptied for me to possibly use as a cold sweat runs through me. Ditch the tour back to the ship, to bed and wake up four meals later.

Coco🌻Weiterlesen