Just landed in Paris, a day’s rest and I’m on my way South to Spain. I’ll try to continue taking daily photos. These aren’t good compositions, they’re just a record.

Just landed in Paris, a day’s rest and I’m on my way South to Spain. I’ll try to continue taking daily photos. These aren’t good compositions, they’re just a record.
Travel day for me. Unfortunately, my train and plane times don’t match so I have a lot of waiting at the airport. But the time isn’t wasted: I have meetings on the go.
It’s only Thursday, but that’s nearly the end of the week for me.
Having no time for much today, I couldn’t go out to take photos until it was too dark. I had to limit myself to taking a few shots on my way back from work.
I liked the scene below near the office because of the symmetry of the 3 posts, the bicycles on the signs on both sides, the cyclist coming into view.
My time is insane every time I come to Oslo. I’ve been running behind in meetings again and it took me all day to manage to finish a 20 minutes job (and that’s after being in the office by 08:30 to try to get some time to do work). I had to wait until tonight to have any time to take photos (even lunch was a work lunch).
Work having started (that’s why I’m in Oslo after all), things have been seriously hectic today.
It’s Sunday. It’s still rainy in Oslo. It really feels like I travelled from summer to November in a day.
Toot! Toot! I’m traveling to Oslo this week.
Sometimes small insignificant objects have an important legacy.
I mentioned in the past a mini photo essay I did one morning in Peterhead, Northern Scotland, about the local fishermen. I drive up in the middle of the night in freezing December to catch them coming in at dawn.