I arrived to find the city a dull, grey, and rainy mess that lasted the entirety of the five days I was in town. I was also in the throes of a chest cold that had me up most nights attempting to stop hacking up my lungs.

I vowed to be more social than I had been in Czech and Poland and elected to stay in a hostel famed for its pub crawls and nightly activities. I generally choose places that are a balance of party and pleasant, but this place was 24/7 party, drink, get sick, and drink some more.

Steeped in symbolism

Feeling locked in