Today’s pictures were both taken in Pilsen, home of the Czech Republic’s most famous export, Pilsner beer. However, rather than selecting a picture of a lovely golden glass of frothy goodness, I thought these two pictures more accurately represent the country to me.
The Czech Republic, God love it, is a country of extremes in my eyes. It ranges from the slightly crumbling facades and peeling paint surrounding a still ornate but slightly rundown building, in this case, the Plzeň hlavní nádraží (Pilsen main train station), to the complete and utter randomness of a A4 copy paper sign advertising a laser party. WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?