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A Weekend of Magic
Or how we went to wander around Emilia-Romagna. :-)
Saying that Bologna is an enchanting place would be a major understatement, but I feel it needs to be done anyway – because no photo I could take would really do justice to the relaxed and positive armosphere of this southern academic city. And this is coming from someone who hates Italian seaside tourist settlements with passion. Many thanks belong to Natálka for letting us stay in her apartment, and thumbs up to Ryanair for affordable flights directly from Bratislava. This also allowed us to spend most of the budget on luxuries. :-)
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Paris Deserves Another Post
It is well known that photographer’s best friend is the [Delete] key. Unless they have a Mac, that is, in which case they are screwed. ;-) But if you can’t force yourself to delete enough of them, that’s when you have to resort to writing multiple posts from a single shoot… still, it’s very true that most of my pictures suck, as do everyone else’s, so let’s hope I didn’t overdo it. :-)
A day on Île-de-France
When the Rock’n'Roll train arrived at Gare de l’Est Friday around noon, we only had two and a half days to get back home. Even though, fortunately, I’ve been to Paris before, it was so little it was intimidating. To make things even worse, we lost all of Friday to organisational issues, due to problems with the tickets and difficulties with accommodation, and as we wanted to spend most of Sunday in Strasbourg, all we had left was not much ‒ a single day.
This is a pretty rare photo… those of you familiar with traffic around the Arc surely know why. :-)Stockholm at Night
The gamla stan (old town) of Stockholm is a very interesting place, especially at night. The old cobblestone streets are narrow, cold yet cosy, and deserted. A few confused backpackers like myself, some Swedes hard at work navigating to the right place to party, and… well, solitude. It was just me and my camera, and a whole lot of freedom, as I was sitting on a bench in front of the royal palace, pondering anything and everything, and smoking a fine cigar.
Vigelandsparken
Sunday in Oslo was all you would expect from a day of such name, the weather was completely different from the boring clouds of the day before, and our first part of the day was spent on a beautiful autumn walk around Vigelandsparken, a lovely sculpture park, part of (my very own ;-)) Frognerparken, where all the famous and, admittedly, somewhat crazy statues (made) of naked people are. :-)
