It’s hard to remember how spectacular spring and summer are in this city when you wake up to somber greys every morning. Actually, I wake up in darkness.
This photo was taken at 8:30 a.m.—when it begins to get light out. When the alarm clock—be it my five euro drugstore special or Milo—wakes me at 7:30, it might as well be 4 a.m. I guess it’s the trade-off for late-night summer sunsets.