bristol, 1
we hopped off the train somehow it didn’t quite seem as familiar as i’d hoped my uncle asked if we’d seen the footy fans as we crossed the police line fortunately i hadn’t. »
we hopped off the train somehow it didn’t quite seem as familiar as i’d hoped my uncle asked if we’d seen the footy fans as we crossed the police line fortunately i hadn’t. »
i remembered very little from previous visits just the names of streets and trafalgar square pigeons you don’t often get the chance to start with such a clean slate somewhere like this but i treated it like any other new city taking in what i could get and leaving the rest for next time. »
we steeled ourselves for the much-warned bad attitudes and frosty behaviour toward non-native speakers but somehow Parisians seemed to tolerate us better than we expected. thanks everyone. »
somehow, exiting the station at night looking for a taxi while carnival revellers wheeled happily and drunkenly around us in their clown suits we failed to notice the huge, looming cathedral just next to the station off to the left until we returned the very next day. »
the relentless confusion of fashion continues this time purple is in both here and in Wien going by the contents of shop windows and occasional passers-by when we look in the shops ourselves we wonder “could I really pull this off?” »