Beauty and the Beard:
Bound to Wander

As it turns out, it's difficult to keep up the momentum on a two month trip. It gets hard wondering around an unfamiliar city trying to find new things to do every day. This became apparent to both of us in Prague. It was a beautiful city, and while we might not have partied as hard as other tourists, we still enjoyed our stay. Admittedly, we spent a lot of time in our hostel. With live music coming in from the window, and a gorgeous view of the city below, it was hard to leave. We left for food. We left to lay in the grass next to a river. We left to see Mad Max. But we spent more time in our Prague hostel than any other hostel so far. In our defense, neither of us were feeling too well. And our hostel was a good one... for the most part. The live classical music that floated it's way into our third story room from the streets below was often interrupted by grown men screaming at the top of their lungs. We were never too sure what they were screaming about. Some sport t...

Ah Prague. First we thought London was the most beautiful city we'd ever seen, then we saw Paris. Crime ridden, but romantic and and awe inspiring. After that we saw Munich; with its luscious English Garden and Gothic architecture, it quickly became our favorite city. Then we arrived in Prague. We can best describe it as Paris meets Munich. The city layout is seems more Parisian while the architecture is distinctly western European. It's also dirt cheap! We had a high quality lunch with beer and extras in a tourist-heavy location for only $20! Hence our staying an extra night. The day began in a rather rough manner, actually. First, let us just say that its is almost impossible for us to read Czech. In Paris and Munich we could at least recognize some of the words we encountered. Here? Nothin'. We had bought sugar and milk to go with the coffee Kaylea had bought. The sugar had been pointed out to us by a helpful grocery clerk. Well that sugar we bought? It was salt....

We woke up to a much quieter Munich. All of the major stores were closed for a national holiday and, as a result, the city was empty. This was unfortunate for us since the top thing on our docket was buying a new selfie-stick and water bottle. But no big deal. We had some last minute packing to do anyway. Somehow, despite loosing all our stuff, Aaron was running out of room in his bag. We've been carrying around a giant copy of the book Europe on a Shoe String that we haven't really been reading. There was a book exchange in our hostel, so we decided trade it for a smaller book. Kaylea also left her copy of Never Let Me Go, which was ironic given the title. She wrote a small sentimental note on the inside cover, and we walked away with the books  Into Thin Air, and Crime and Punishment.  We'll miss Munich. So many people commented on our lack of a Texas accent. Every server we had would offer Aaron a dark beer, and offer Kaylea a lemonade. This is hilarious because Kayle...