Alright, gather round, kiddies! It's story time! Today, uncle Alex is going to be telling you the story of how he almost got knifed by a random drug dealer while on a pub crawl in Krakow, Poland.
At first, we were having a lovely evening - exploring the heart of Krakow with our friends Ally, Jona, Car and Carlos, having hot chocolates in funky underground cafes, and eating giant sausages for dinner - juvenile innuendo included, naturally. And then the pub crawl itself started.
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We don't have any pictures from that night, so instead this article will be accompanied by photos of Krakow that your mother would approve of. |