Well, a new location at least. Moving inland, the architecture turns from Venetian to Austrian provincial, remnants of the long Hapsburg presence across this part of the world that still dominates the cities and town of the old empire.
Once again, my focus was as much on the people as the place. In this little installment, I’ll display a few photos that offer a taste of the architectural character of the place, from both wider and narrower perspectives, in color and monochrome.
The river flows slowly through the center of the city, always quietly, but it is never quite as still as it is in the early morning hours. The farmers are already setting up their stalls in the market beyond the colonnade.
The cafes and restaurants fill early and stay busy all day and much of the night. No street in the old town, no matter how narrow, is without its array of outdoor tables and umbrellas.
Climbing the castle-topped hill at the center of the city one can see the tile roofs slowly give way to the hills and mountains beyond. Little of this view has likely changed in centuries.
And as night falls again, the city stays awake in the soft shadows of the buildings that have given it much of its character, with people casting shadows of their own under the streetlights.