The weather was gorgeous today. Jacob, the son of my dad’s friend and my peer, became my tour guide. He is a real gentleman, always putting me first. Unlike my dad, who ate my candies and led us in the wrong direction by taking the wrong tram, seeing it as serendipitous. We took a cable car up a mountain (the Peak I suppose), and the view from there was breathtaking. Later, we visited the most famous bar street and, of course, my dad got stuck there. In the end, we had to drag that half-drunk man back to the hotel.