We happened to be zigzagging in Western Europe for a few weeks. Actually, hopping around the big (and not so big) cities. Hitchhiking in between. Working in between. Seeing friends meanwhile.
Big cities are tiring.
In Paris I cycle around with city bikes to avoid busy metro stations. While cars fly past I stare at those parked around there. Not that I’m interested in cars. But in these:
then I try to distort some nicely shaped houses in Brussels
or find a bus driver’s head stuck in the building in his front window.
And when playing with buildings stops bringing fun, I start looking at people. A girl sits in the cafe with all the layers of the street stamped onto her reality.
Different personalities wait for the bus in Brussels with ghostly reflections around,
the fruit seller in Paris makes use of advertising ( or graffiti) on the wall,
crowds chill along the canal in Berlin. And I look through the green leafy cover at the other side.
And then all the joy of water!
I stare at the water surfaces
until the reflected reality becomes more beautiful and more real
especially at sunsets
especially on a float lazily carried by the stream.
Sunsets are perfect for catching silhouettes of cyclists over the bridge in Amsterdam,
having a picnic along the Seine in Paris,
observing the church in München through the cloud of mosquitos
and lurking behind the light pole in Berlin to catch the dreamy mood of passers-by.
And then there’re all the untold stories about trees full of green parrots, powerful waterfalls and wonderful people. More city randomness here
Greets from the French Alps!