Outside the Train Station

Our last moments in Kutná Hora, near the train station. We spent two lovely days there, discovering almost every inch of earth it had to offer. It was both exhausting and rewarding. The landscape is a lot like Prague, but it's much calmer as there are only 20,000 people living there. The trains go once an hour on the hour, and – since my husband and I are winners when it comes to such things – we arrived to the platform at exactly 14:01, so we had to wait another hour for the next train to come. Luckily for my husband, though, he had my phone to keep him entertained. While I had, you know, the cold November air to myself. It's okay though, at least one of us was happy.