Drinks on a Sunday

Rosemarie is leaving for Cameroon on Wednesday, so another reason to meet up on a Sunday afternoon was born. Utrecht was the place of choice and various glasses of Jupiler were happily consumed.

R0913R: I think I want to become überhip and have Sunday evening drinks.
Mjon: not Sunday afternoon?
R0913R: nah that's not nearly as cool as Sunday evening. Sunday afternoon in a pub resembles too much a children's playground for my liking.

On philosophy:
Eva: who was that guy again with the tabula rasa?
Mariekschen: Aristotle
Eva: no, I mean some english guy
Mariekschen: eh Locke then?
Rosemarie: Yes he's the one!
Eva: what's his first name?
Mariekschen: John
Eva (to Reosemarie): see! I got that first bit right!