There’s something about seeing a city from above that changes everything.
From up there, the noise disappears. The streets look calmer, the buildings softer, the chaos almost poetic. The mountains in the distance, the soft winter light, the endless rooftops stretching toward the horizon… it makes you pause.
Walking around those historic buildings felt powerful and peaceful at the same time. The architecture stands tall, almost timeless, while people slowly move through the space like tiny stories unfolding.
And then, leaning over the balcony, phone in hand, trying to capture the view… knowing that no picture can really hold that feeling. The wind was light, the sky wide, and for a moment, it felt like the whole city was breathing quietly.
Not rushing.
Not loud.
Just… there.
Some views don’t just show you a place.
They remind you how small you are — and how beautiful that can be.
