Day 7. A Bridge over Troubled Traffic

We went on a short trip across to the other side of the city to get my hair cut by one of our relatives. It is a very poor district where she works at a small beauty salon, but she is good and there is a pleasant atmosphere there that we enjoy, even if the attempts to modernise the interior of this 1970s shop fail to conceal the familiar communist-era toilet doors and second-rate heating systems. Surviving in business here is its own form of adventure! As we had arrived a little early and she still had her previous client, we went out and had an adventure by crossing a footbridge across a busy road. Interestingly enough the entry to the bridge had been split into two, one half being shallow steps and the other being a smooth slope. Almost no one chose to use the steps, the sloped part was the first choice unless it was already busy.

There was a good view over this part of the city, including of the Roman Catholic cemetery chapel, slightly hidden in a light mist in the darkening evening light. This was a very peaceful adventure, the interest being in discovery of another aspect of our city and how people use it.