Just recently, when I arrived in Prague, it turned out that my suitcase had flown to another city. I only had a backpack with a minimal set of things. For the first two days I walked around in one t-shirt while I waited for my luggage. Eventually I bought a t-shirt that said I love Prague and wore it the whole vacation. My suitcase was returned to me only on the last day, but I realized that happiness in travel is not about things, but about experiences. It doesn't matter at all what kind of clothes you're wearing if you're walking around a beautiful old city in them
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