If you live in the center of town, or have visited the area recently, you may have noticed that our quiet little town has been pretty noisy lately. The sound of birds sweetly chirping as the sun rises is now met with the sound of metal beating and burrowing into stone pavers all up and down the main walkway, Louisenstrasse.
April 25th, Thursday morning. I stepped out of my favorite cafe, leaving my writing things and hot coffee on the table behind me, to go and see what on earth is all that ruckus? I was trying to write. I saw the crew of men, rough looking and muscled, wearing bright orange gear (as if you could miss them). They were working hard to rip up the walkway I enjoy every day. What they were doing looked rather interesting to me, so I took a picture. Just as I did so, a man with salt-and-pepper hair and suit pants approached me and asked me why I was photographing his men.