Tag: colombage

  • Wrong turn Last Tuesday. I had a few pints of ale at the Old Inn. I felt funny on the way home. Not drunk, but strangely out of place. The whole street was all bendy and wiggly. Then, I must have took a wrong turn because everything wasn’t the same anymore. Peoples were all kind […]

  • The Old Inn There’s a place downtown near the castle full of crappy shop for tourists that tries too hard to me “medievish”. I hate this part of town, it’s not made for the inhabitants. It’s fake. An Illusion.But this Inn’s real. So real and yet so out of time. So real you wonder, while […]