Prague

I came to Prague expecting the prices to be similar to 1950s America: a dime for a hamburger; a penny for a pack of gum; three dollars for a horse. Every time I asked anyone about their trip to Prague, I'll would hear an inspirational anecdote about a 1 euro pint of beer or a 5 dollar t-shirt. I had thought of the city as one of the last frontiers for modern tourism and that I may be one of the last people to see it before tainted by Peruvian flute bands and bus tours.

Of course it was all a trap. The place has been a tourist hot spot for longer than I've been alive. The Peruvian flute bands still haven't immigrated, but the bus tours are plentiful, and the American tourists lured by the scent of cheep food and beer crowd the streets. They make nice enough company.

A flock of foreigners on the vehicle of choice for tourists on the go!