the real world is pretty unreal. (at the road)
this is rather helpful for those mornings when you wake up and have no idea where you are… (at the road)
no matter what time of year it is, the summit of Mt Pivo is always pure white. (at the road)
quite the bombardment… (at the road)
most days are good…but some are just better than others. (at the road)
moonrise over Olomouc. (at the road)
i hope you like pictures of cool old doors as much as i do…cause i am in europe for 6 weeks, and there are A LOT of cool old doors to see. (at the road)
last night we met Lee, a british ex-pat living in Olomouc for the last 9 years. He is the only mod in Olomouc, and “the only cunt wearing an m58 trench and riding a fuckin vespa with 5 mirrors in this damn town!”. we drank all night long with Lee and his best friend Martin (who spoke no english) till we were all as drunk as poets on payday. Lee ran that bar like a charming tyrant, shouting to the barman, “Play the fackin Jam!” and then Paul Weller’s voice would sing over the tiny bar. The entire night was a fucking riot, and i could ramble on for hours about this guy, he was a gem of the rarest order. the kind of guy you can only find when you are far from home, in a bar you have never been to, surrounded by people you don’t know. amen. (at the road)
last night’s backstage (at the road)
“WE’RE AMERICANS ABROAD!!!” @stay_gully @moctopus (at Security / X-Ray)
HEEEY-YUH-LATAH AMERICA!!
Europe, here we come!!!! (at the road)
dear triple espresso and milk, i know we have been hanging a lot lately, and we’ve had a lot of wild nights together as of late…but i just wanted to say, i NEED you. now, more than ever.
xo,
*andy