A very Russian looking couple on a bus in Arkhangelsk, and the ever-present ghost of Lenin. Looks like the sharp-eyed lady spotted me, too.
An unexpected scene on the way home tonight, where things just seemed to line up on their own.
Less than welcoming weather in Hamburg, but wet streets and umbrella huddles make for good pictures.
One of the many charming things about the Czech Republic are the public pianos. They stand around in arcades in various cities, and random people stop to play a little. As I was hanging around near this one in Kolin, a construction worker, a tiny granny, and this lovely young lady sat down and played beautifully.
The way this is going, I’m going to have to rename this project “Shooting at the Sun”.
Sometimes, it almost doesn’t matter what you shoot. Light like this is enough.
The nazis never turned up in the Schanze, but a few hundred cops certainly did. And while they were there in numbers, things stayed pretty relaxed. Once half of them and a few of their water cannon tanks pulled out, things got a little rough, with a couple injuries and a few piles of paper set on fire, but the stories are a little unclear and I didn’t stick around to see it.
If there’s a heart of the leftie, socialist crowd in Northern Germany, it’s here, an area called the Schanze. It’s also full of nice cafés, bars and restaurants, and on a Friday night like tonight, it’s full of pretty young things enjoying themselves.
Tomorrow, although the government has banned it, there will probably be a demonstration by the far right: the “day of the patriots.” In the middle of leftie land. And not peace and love hippie lefties, rather the kind that throw bricks at the police for fun. My neighbours.
We’ll see how it looks tomorrow.
Coming out of the train this morning I just had to shoot these cheerful colours streaming down onto the floor.
As Hamburg drifts into what is typically a cold and wet autumn, everyone’s doing all they can to enjoy the last mild, sunny afternoons like this one.