Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Forehead

I’m getting dumber as I age, because in my 33rd year on this planet, I decided that it was time to inject poison into my head. Botox. God knows why. It was largely curiosity, which appears to be the driving force behind my every impetuous decision. And you should know that the word ‘largely’ is … Continue reading Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Forehead



Prague doesn't like me. It's the only explanation. I had high hopes for this city: medieval, cheap, beautiful, and, as many a traveller proclaimed, fantastic nightlife. Prague was going to bathe me in Budějovický and wash the homesickness away. I book into the Madhouse Hostel- a promised home away from home with beer pong. I … Continue reading Prague