
Kutna Hora, Czech Republic
It's our final night in Prague, and I'm convinced that I have come down with the worst flu that you can possibly catch. I'm shivering, I'm aching, I can't breathe, my head is pounding, glands throbbing and the key symptom - I'm whinging and complaining to the point of manic tears. "I'm dying, I'm dying".
Yep, I definitely have man flu.
After parting ways with Ben and Gem, we checked into the hostel then went out for a Thai massage and dinner. The massage was gr...