On the way to my hostel, I was greeted by a good omen: prayer flags fluttering a couple of stories up, strung completely across the street.
While checking out the Elbe, I found all sorts of pretty things. This one's for Geoff.
Some people peacefully sitting and watching the Elbe.
A tour bus, of all the boring things to take a picture of. But this one was specially to me, because on my first day in Germany, I saw a tour bus from the city I still love.
Some views of the Fischmarket from a distance.
As I walked through the city, I realized that it felt surprisingly familiar...in fact, that it reminded me specifically of Brooklyn. This is the building that first made me realize just what I was remembering.
Ain't that the truth.
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