It’s almost over: in a few hours you’ll be rolling down the streets of Budapest, meeting up with friends, clinking your glasses till the first sunbeams of Saturday arrive. (Hopefully it won’t be raining all weekend…)
When you can’t hardly wait…
5 PM – You’re out the door, the weekday is over!
Bradley says hi!
Let’s dance!
Sunday morning. And the aftermath of it all.
Don’t think about it!