From the Town Square the crowds surge through a series of narrow winding streets to the Bridge. Again, on the way there are souvenir shops and al fresco restaurants.
We stopped at one for a coffee and a taste of apple strudel. Nice little spot. A little expensive compared to our favourite restaurant near the hotel. But the food?
Yeah, pretty good, ay? and a little dob of ice cream served on that funny bent spoon.
Then you come to a narrow busy road to cross just before the bridge. The crowd bunches up to wait for the lights to change. One of the little red ‘Don’t Walk’ men looked like Jesus on the cross, and another was a cripple with one leg and crutches. One tourist got so excited trying to lean out and photograph the little men he nearly got himself run over.
At the beginning of the bridge - another tower to climb. We chose not to.
On the Bridge
The bridge is the place to be.
Buskers, one-man-band, jazz band - all sorts.
And then there are all the little mobile stalls with original photographs, paintings and drawings - many will do a caricature or portrait for you while you wait, or from a photo.
And all along the sides of the bridge, the ubiquitous statues - free art to stare at.
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