Here are some shots of River Danube I took on my visit to my home town of Bratislava.
This is the Bridge of Slovak National Uprising, also known as the UFO Bridge.
The bridge featured on Some Photoblog before, where I talked about the controversy surrounding its construction. (Some parts of the Old Town, including a synagogue, were demolished so that the bridge could be built. It Was The Communists.)
UFO Bridge photographed from the Castle.
Also from the Castle; the opposite bank is Austria. Bratislava lies right on the border of not one but two countries (the second one is Hungary). They all used to be a part of one Habsburg empire once.
Sunset, the best thing anywhere in the world. This bridge is called the Old Bridge.
Danube is the second longest river in Europe and flows through nine countries. Aside from Bratislava, three other capitals are located on it: Vienna, Budapest and Belgrade.
Hello world, I’m still here in Slovakia, and as I have gathered a few cool smartphone pics, I’ve decided to make a blog post. So here it is.
The photos are very much me, in a different city.
The pure randomness: the coat of arms of Bratislava on the street waste bin.
The autumn leaves, of course – this is outside the block of flats where my mum lives; you can see the red bus shelter.
The view from the window – it’s, well, the view from the window of my mum’s 7th floor flat. She lives sort of at the edge of the city, hence the fields.
The coffee drinker – there is no version of me that doesn’t drink coffee. Although that eternal beverage has not really made a proper appearance on Some Photoblog. Yet.
The signs – this one is in the gardens of Bratislava Castle.
The shots from moving public transport – Bratislava Castle from the bus. (There’ll be loads of that, worry not!)
And the beauty too – sunset over the Danube river. With trees.
All pics taken with my smartphone, downloaded onto my tablet and shrank using PicResize. Thanks, Weekly Prompts for the tip. (Normally I save my photos to my laptop’s hard drive and use plain, basic MS Paint to resize the images I choose for the blog.)
My camera is getting a good workout – results to be seen soon!
No, it’s not someone else’s post, it’s mine, the notorious night owl. Mornings are evil. So how did I come to take three nice pictures of morning skies, in the month of June, when nights are the shortest?
It’s simple–I was up from the night before.
My body clock is irrevocably broken.
They were snapped at the weekend or during a week I had time off work.
I thought it was about time I went to the seaside again.
Crosby is a town in Merseyside, near Liverpool, on the same coast as Southport and Formby, both of which have featured here before. (In fact, it was to Southport I went, and from there I took a train to Crosby.)
This beach also has statues!
It is a work by Antony Gormley called Another Place. The statues are spread out along the beach, as you can see some of them quite far out into the sea.
It would be interesting to watch them get submerged in the water as the tide comes.