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| Katrine and me my first night in Oslo. We went to her friend's gallery opening and enjoyed very cheap beer (a rarity in Norway). |
Katrine and I the next night. |
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| If you look closely, you can see the sign for arriving flights at the Prague airport. Maybe it's just me, but I would prefer the plane be at a slightly less steep angle when landing. |
Katrine at what soon became our favorite cafe. We went there at least twice a day, but really more like 3 or 4 times. Hey, it had free internet, so how can you blame us? |
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| Some Czech houses. Pretty cool. |
Same houses, another view. |
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| The Charles Bridge (or Karlov Most as those crazy Czechs would say). |
Katrine and me with some Danish guys at a Spanish restaurant. You know, embracing the Czech culture. |
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| Me at a cheesy 5-floor night club. |
Katrine at the same cheesy night club. |
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| John and me at the cheesy night club. Right before they started playing Grease and Dirty Dancing numbers. And you just KNOW I was all over that. |
Those crazy Czechs were shooting some crazy commercial that involved a 20 foot fork (not pictured). |
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| Me and Max, the French bartender. |
Scott (?), from Atlanta, and Rob, from Omaha - some incredibly awesome bartenders. |
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| Oh look. We're up on the bar. How embarassing. Perhaps we should get down. |
OK, just one more song. Promise. |
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| Our favorite cafe in the daytime. We left for the last time and before the tears welled up in our eyes, Kat decided we should go back and take a picture. I thought it was a great idea until she made me get in the picture, so I protested by laughing uncontrollably in the middle of the cafe. I'm quite surprised no one turned around. |
Back in Norway, we headed out to the bar on campus. That's Kat with her roommate Liv Marit. Both very cool. |
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| View of London on the way back. Pretty sweet. |
