“I was an outsider before I was a traveler; I was a traveler before I was a writer; I think one led to the other.”
Pub Crawl Vignette in Žižkov, Prague
Žižkov was an old working class neighborhood, riddled with at least a century of arts, literature and political resistance. At the time of my visit it still seemed grungy and grainy and gorgeous and murky and sentimental.