Prague.

Food, friends, colour and character. Prague felt like its own character, shaped by history with influences of the present, as we wandered the streets with friends under the early summer sun. 

Wood, tiles and stone, smoothed by hands and feet over time, telling years worth of stories. Fragments of past lives, living still alongside the present, relaxed, colourful, textured and fun. Peeling plaster, glasses of wine by candlelight, plates to share and evening light. Take me back.