Not Again!!

I don’t know what it is about this town…

So there I was innocently walking down the street, doing some innocent sightseeing with my innocent friends Sam, Fabian and Kristen. And then I saw it. ABSINTHE SHOP! It was like I imprinted on it (for all you vampire nerds) and could not resist the pull. A little piece of heaven in a snowy, cold, foggy town. I ditched my friends, who are afraid of the “green fairy”, marched right in and ordered a double! Several doubles later, I staggered out of my ‘new home’ and got swept up in the throng of tourists heading for the Charles Bridge. I’m not sure what transpired at that point…I have a foggy memory of a pineapple, Band-Aids and an old lady with a pet monkey. Thank goodness, my friends found me (four short hours after they left me at the absinthe shop) sleeping like a baby on the Bridge. Why do I feel like this has happened to me before?