Tuesday, 17 March 2009
I just noticed the seventeenth's blog entry was posted as draft. I spent the day in meetings, interspersed with strange recollections of people in green hats and clothes running around this foreign city centre tied together in pairs.
There was one overtly Irish Bar with many people on the street drinking what looked like Pilsner and another bar at the other end of a pedestrian area which seemed to be on the route for those with three legs.
Everyone appeared to be having a good time, but I had an overwhelming sense of it looking somehow wrong.
Posted by rashbre at 17:51