Prague… the jewel of Eastern Europe. I had extremely high hopes and aspirations for this city when I was originally planning my trip; so much so, I had once considered quitting my job and moving here to teach English. However, upon my arrival, I was so enervated and downtrodden that I was afraid I’d never leave the hostel. Suffice it to say that I think I have literally reached the breaking point of my body. Two months of non-stop partying, travelling, sleepless nights in noisy hostels, poor diet and dangerous excursions have beaten me to a pulp. My back feels like that of an 80-year-old man, and my knee gets worse with each passing day. I can barely walk, and stairs prove to be quite a challenge.
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