There is an old part of this country and a new one. This distinction seems to be somewhat misleading as there is plenty of Old in the New.

For example: Finding the right ticket for the public transportation system seems to be as confusing around here as it is in the new states.

I walk to get a feel for the place. A certain style seems to dominate the local architecture …

… with matching ornaments …

… and infrastructure.

Then the style changes …

… step …

.. by step …

… until the New looks rather Old.

I cross the river …

… that does sometimes seem to have a temper …

… to see the king …

… and return. There is old transportation …

… and new.

There are guards …

… watching over timeless brands and icons.

I pass through a quarter …

… where the Old …

… and the New …

… coexist …

… peacefully …

… picking the curiosity of passers-by.

I see Beauty where the New meets the Old …

… in Style.