At the end of summer I wonder where the time has gone.

When I look more closely I guess I know. A lot has happened. For me it was a summer of change. After a long period of movement I spent most of it in one place. Life waited for this moment to catch up and make some adjustments.

What is the lesson?

Keep moving? Change?

I guess a little bit of both.

I sure will remember this city, its attitude, …

… its traditional charm …

… and its life style.

In the park …

… I found …

… my favourite spot …

… in the heart of the city.

The locals …

… come here …

… to break the rules …

… and have fun …

… in many ways, …

… to be free.