Just walking around, no rush, no plans.
Some places speak for themselves, and this was one of those days.
A quiet morning in front of a historic building. Clear sky, warm light, and that calm feeling you only get when you stop for a moment.
Same place, different angle. Sometimes it’s worth standing still and just looking.
The details, the symmetry, the colors — history right in front of you.
Later that day, by the sea. Open space, fresh air, people enjoying the afternoon.
A walk along the beach, simple moments, nothing fancy — just being there.
Street art made of sand. Temporary, fragile, but beautiful in its own way.