A small pub near Fludoscarr.

Oh, Brack, you reminded me of the summer before 8th grade. We went south with our class to Yevpatoria. I think it's obvious that our parents gave us a ton of food to take with us, after all, it was a journey of more than two days by train. One guy, I don't know why, was given a bunch of vegetables and fruits, which simply didn't survive until they could be eaten because they spoiled. But we still found a use for them. We threw cucumbers and tomatoes out the open window at trains on the opposite tracks. The vegetables were torn to shreds, and after the next tomato barrage, the whole window was splattered. It was crazy, our window was so dirty by the time we arrived. It's a shame we didn't have any eggs left. Oh, what would have happened then... :)