Here are the pages from my scrapbook. Iäve sketched these today, as we were sitting in a cafe on the Town Hall Square.
I could have spent the whole day like that, basking in the sun, watching the bright crowds pass by.
The season has begun, and most people you met in the Old Town are tourists: German, Japanese, Spanish, Scandinavian... I love pretending to be a tourist myself; it liberates in a way, like you are suddenly permitted to stare, to take pictures, to admire the once familiar places anew. a native isn't expected to act like that, to wonder, but a tourist certainly can :)
The season has begun, and most people you met in the Old Town are tourists: German, Japanese, Spanish, Scandinavian... I love pretending to be a tourist myself; it liberates in a way, like you are suddenly permitted to stare, to take pictures, to admire the once familiar places anew. a native isn't expected to act like that, to wonder, but a tourist certainly can :)
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