Time for some street pictures, I think. Lately I seem to get in the habit of taking ages to finish my rolls… Anyhow, some collected shots from Vienna, my short trip to Paris and the longer trip back home…
Entrance to paradise… Need to come back and re-shoot this in colour.
1st district, Vienna.
They all had the same carrier bags. Still undecided about this shot…
Wanted to take a picture of this wall, she stepped into my frame.
Stumbled upon a few of those, still can’t make any sense of them.
The old taking a picture of someone taking a picture of someone taking a picture story.
I went on a short trip to Paris with a few colleagues – in search for a bin at Charles de Gaulle airport I found this…
A few random snaps from Paris.
La vie en rose…
Action shooter aiming for the Eiffel tower.
I think the two of them were trying to find their way, even though it looks like he was taking a picture… Still funny somehow…
Champs Elysees. Worst place you can go in Paris, honestly. I tried to get away from there as quickly as possible (don’t ask me why I went there in the first place). There were these guys with two Lamborghini Gallardo and another expensive car (Porsche? don’t really remember…) that you could rent for 89€/h. They constantly attracted masses of people. I had to wait for a few girls from our group and watched the whole scenery, quite ridiculous, if you ask me (and yes, I do like cars, but this was really stupid). Think the kid would have liked to stop and look too, but Mum was determined to get out there quickly, like me.
We got lost around Montmartre and found a lovely Asian and African quarter. At the zebra crossing I noticed this guy with the traffic cones on his bike and snapped him. He caught me and signalled something, don’t know if he approved or disapproved, but as he was going downhill I don’t think he would have come back anyways. Imagine going uphill on a bike with traffic cones…
City maps on every corner.
He lost his head in Paris. Dropped it into the Seine perhaps…
Morning at the airport, my group waiting for the plane to arrive from Zurich. At that point we still thought we would be back home in Vienna by midday. Well, we were wrong. Zurich had snow and heavy fog, so they wouldn’t let the plane start, and when it finally arrived in Paris, they wouldn’t allow us back in to Zurich. Connecting flight was gone by the time we finally landed in Switzerland.
Our plane. We still thought we’d make it home that day.
By now we had found out we wouldn’t get home that quickly.
We took turns in guarding the luggage and queuing for new tickets and hotel and all of that. Have to say there could be worse airports to get stranded than Zurich. Swissair were really helpful, we got a hotel for the night, everything was covered and we got tickets for the next day. And Zurich is a really nice airport to spend some time (great Rösti too!).
While looking after the luggage I saw this guy starting a stretching routine…
Well deserved sleep after long nights in Paris.
Handing out hotel vouchers.
The girls wanted some time for a last shopping spree before heading to the hotel. Left me some time to hunt for pictures at the airport.
On the phone, latest news about our journey.
Empty luggage reclaim hall.
Next day, back home in Vienna.
And one last quick snap a few minutes before finally arriving back home.
Kodak TriX 400 in Xtol 1+1.