After that close encouter with the geese I crossed another bride. It's clossed of foe heavy traffick, maybe for a streetfood festival again? Anyway, right around the corner on the building withe the graffities is the ice skating hall, where every weekend were dozen of first dates, dozent of broken hearts and even some bones. It also the training ground for the local hockey team. I wasn't good enough to join them.
Fun fact, volunteers have here a nesting station for urban bsts, that they maintain. Oftendo you see small swarms of them flying sround.