This is a series of random shots out and about in Ghent.
Delicious!
St. Gas Mask with a vengeance.
I’m usually hostile about 32 o’clock.
Favorite saint, though I think of him as more masculine.
Pretty but not eating this, ever.
Can you say hangover?
I think they left some empty bottles behind. I wonder
if the hats help the hangover. I should get one.
This is an outdoor urinal. There are a number of these in different sorts
of configurations around the city, and, I imagine, in Europe as a whole.
Why do men get these and not women. Not that they’d want to use a
public toilet. But it just seems unfair.
I’ll have the curried pepperoni, please.