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If you look carefully, you can see.... Oh, that's disgusting. Good thing you wouldn't catch either of us doing anything like that...
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So here's a close up
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In a totally un-related incident, Wayne rues a lack of soft, gentle loo roll, and attempts to dislodge stubborn "klinkers" using a tunnel wall
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Dave didn't quite get the idea right, and might have gotten the ceiling dirty if he'd remembered to remove his trousers.
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On the trip back, we kept an eye out for any familiar 'landmarks'
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The legendary M L'Comte, who, though only made of ruck sacks covered in a sleeping bag with a hat stuck on the top, was always asked for his passport
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Things to do in Vienna before your genitals drop off
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Wayne 'Donkey' Lang goes bareback on Vienese local Donkey 'Wayne' Rider
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This peculiar object around the back of the interesting parts of Vienna caught our eye. It looked enough like a giant TARDIS to warrant a picture
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A supposedly innocent picture with Wayne gesticulating in a peculiar manner just below an advert for butter
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So here's a close up, making the W shaped anchor a little bit clearer
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The mighty Horn's represented in picture form on the cover of a box of subuteo, in a Venice toy shop. I always thought they'd have AC Milan over there
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Busking outside said toy shop, the trusty self timer let us down this time, well that's what Wayne, who took the photo, said
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Back on form for the Album cover though. 'Un Ponte Troppo Lontano' I thought might be good
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A closer look reveals a love trist sworn a year before we got there. I wonder how they are getting on now.
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