Sometimes I just adore this place
So, this has happened a couple of times now, and I think it's noteworthy. Imagine this scenario: you've just cracked a beer (a 0.5L beer I might add) and then you realize that you have to leave to go meet some people; and you think, "Crap! I just cracked this beer and now I have to leave to meet some people." Then you laugh, pick up your keys and your beer and leave the house. You see a policeman on the way, smile, nod, and take a swig; laughing the whole time at those poor suckers in Canada who are either going to be late or really gassy from chugging that beer. Those poor, poor suckers.
posted by Bari @ 3:17 p.m.
8 Comments:
Hello, its me tall, dark and pimpin, hope your journeys are filled with excitment so far. I would assume that you have just started real schooling?? or is it still that orientation program? and for the record you can walk down the street with a beer but if you see a policeman it involves a lot more running than smiling, or comes with a $200 fine for drinking in public. Cuz Rich says hello and hopes that you are having a good time (he was in edm on a visit last week)
when my mother came to visit me last easter, i had the surreal and yet beautiful moment of walking down a beautiful dresden street, the two of us passing back and forth a bottle of sekt.
but the joy of drinking in public places doesn't just end with mother-daughter bonding. oh no, it has many more advantages. when my brother jesse came to visit and we went on a whirlwind tour of the czech republic/berlin, all tense moments were eased by a quick swill from the handy bottle of becherovka that i kept in my purse. it was the best vacation ever. not one fight.
and by the way, if you've not discovered becherovka, you're missing out (do they have it there in evil capitalist running dog land?). beats jagermeister hands down. and each drink is always accompanied by an uncontrollable shudder...
god bless the czechs, their beautiful language, good beer, and cheap food.
hannah
Nice, Very Nice, you know I totally miss the way you always make me laugh, nothing new on the job from here, but will keep you posted!
J.
Becherovka! Run, run if you can!! :) The stuff is oh so popular here, but I can only stomach it if it's mixed with tonic water. Then the Czechs call it Beton, which is a play on words, because it's apparently also the Czech word for concrete/cement. Mmmm cement. The stuff tastes like a cross between cinammon and grapefruit, if you can imagine! :D
I think I am going to have to say that I don't like this side of you.-ash
I do not wish in any way to be rude at all, but I'm a bit confused. Do you not like this side of Bari, or of me? I can't quite tell from the comment!
I meant Bari, she is rubbing it in my face. lol.
Ah, Ok then! Now I understand. :) Sometimes I'm slow... it must be the becherovka.
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