I visited Haarlem this week. To see an exposition.

I watched all the paintings, took my time.

& Then I suddenly was out on the streets again.

I decided to walk around a bit. I might even go into a pub, I thought.

But no pubs were open. Not the ones I wanted to drink a beer in.

So I’ve seen all the streets of the city centre.

While I was hoping people didn’t see I was just walking around, having no goal, reappearing time & time again.

When I didn’t dare anymore I took the road to the Central Station again.

I better drink a beer in Amsterdam, I thought.