Sunday, April 20, 2008

Walking Home

I went on an East Village pub crawl, the first in what seems like ages. Three bars, 4 drinks and Rainer, and an air of having seen it all before so whatelseisnew? What was nice though was waking home from the EV. It felt like I used to do back in the early 90s, which now that I mention it makes me realize how long ago that part of my youth was. Still, there was something about being out so late, being able to take my time walking the streets of New York at an ungodly hour, and to feel... at home.


Don't mind the quick sketch. I'm somewhat tipsy.

1 comment:

David Berube BerubeArt said...

Love a late night walk through the city after a few drinks.