27 September 2009

drunken brinner

this morning we walked along the river and up another hill to explore another castle. beautiful grounds and views of the city.

but then came the really fun part; drinking pilsner urquell and sketching in old town square. we met some canadian gents and talked and drank with them for hours. why aren't there more places in the world to sit outside and drink without judgement or any other place to be?







2 comments:

Unemployed said...

all this sketch talk.....post! post! post!

sounds amazing. scan those diddies.

there is this book called french milk...this girl went to paris with her mom for a couple weeks and turned her sketches into a graphic novel...and sold the damn thing

you must do this on your next trip. or about this past trip/new move!!! your story is way more interesting than hers. way.

check out the book though next time you go to the book store.

cute way to tell a story.

Kristin said...

Oh - it kinda hurts cuz your description of the city I LOVE so is so great, I want to be there! I was just reading my journal from when I was there and I had a lot of the same experiences - it is just unique and sort of indescribable!