…I saw a man, perched precariously on the edge of the arm of an outdoor bench, with all limbs crossed, reading a comic while drinking an espresso and smoking a joint.
Amsterdam never ceases to impress me.
Meanwhile, le petit bateau now reeks of fromage. I may or may not have bought a few hundred kilos of the stuff yesterday. I may or may not have bought (too) many fabulous bottles of fine French wine. I may or may not have sunk this boat.
whoops.
i really love your blog, it inspiring me
October 28th, 2008 | #
Un peu de fromage et quelques bouteilles de vin ne peuvent couler ce magnifique cargo!
October 28th, 2008 | #
un peu? un peu?! I think we should admit we bought out the region’s winter stock. and I should admit at this moment that I just opened a bottle and cut into one of the chunks of 18 month old comte. without you. whoops again.
kosenrufu mama – what a fabulous name!! thank you for letting me know. I am having a look at your blog now, and it is helping me to brush up on my italian! it’s pretty rusty, i don’t dare attempt it right now.
October 28th, 2008 | #
I was hoping for a photo of the man ánd of your supplies 🙂
October 28th, 2008 | #
dreamy..that is what all of this is..sigh!
October 29th, 2008 | #