Once there is hot summer and Sunday, the streets of a city have a special feel. Sunday streets are empty, hot and slow. As a tourist, you try to avoid the crowd and you walk through small streets. This often lead to discovering unexpected things.
Like I did. This small table with a futuristic plant placed next to the door. Not an entrance to museum or shop. Simple a door to somebody’s house. It surprised me. Why? Very simple, it didn’t fit into the greyish and bit dusty small road. It felt like something from a museum. Clean and gentle.
Once a while you may unexpectedly exit a small road and enter the busy street. Meeting crowd and cars. Or you may encounter locals hiding from the sun under the trees, playing a game or talking and watching birds. It is Summer and Sunday streets are slow…