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A wild feral cat sunbathing on a beam at the top of the Acropolis! It was already in the 30's and turns out you do not want to pet wild cats...
Some good old fashioned chocolate indulgence. Nothing better than a chocolate tasting of an evening, but also playing with a macro lense!
So I first seen the Anonymus statue when I visited back in 2017 and was somewhat mesmerised by it then as I was this time. The statue is of a man who was once a notary and chronicler for a Hungarian king. The man's identity however has been vastly debated over the years to the point he is only known as Anonymus.
The Hungarian Parliament building standing proud on the banks of the Danube shot from the Castle side of the river.
Located in the courtyard between blocks 10 & 11 the "Death Wall" was where an estimated 4500 people took their last breath. After being sentenced to death by a criminal court they would be led to the wall for their final moments. The windows facing the wall in blocks 10 and 11 boarded so the atrocities couldn't be witnessed by others awaiting "judgement".
So there we were on our 2nd day in Iceland in February, about to embark on a trip to Þingvellir national park in hope of seeing the aurora borealis. The leader of the group indicated our chances seemed minimal as they hadn't been seen for the best part of 10 days. Despite the opinion there was still part of me that held out hope. We embarked from Reykjavik at about 19:45 on what felt like a journey into the darkness. The further behind Reykjavik was, so was the light pollution and the darkness embraced us.
Upon arriving in the national park, a little wooden shack with a cafe was all that was in sight, behind it a large vast meadow covered in snow. I wondered out into the snow and waited for what felt like a lifetime. Nearly 3 hours into sub-zero temperatures my 10 second captures started picking up a glow. I wandered a little further as crowds of tourists started to appear trying to photograph them with their flashes on -_-. Before I knew it I was stood knee deep in snow, in sub-zero temperatures risking hypothermia for the shot I was praying would happen.
Before I knew it the sky seemed to explode in green and pink tones and dance around in front of me and over my head. 10 minutes I will never repeat nor ever forget.
So having climbed up Mt Vesuvius first thing the same morning it was so powerful to visit Herculaneum the lesser regarded town that was destroyed in the eruption of 79AD.
A much smaller site with very rich mosaics and multi-floored homes, it is a site of wealth and power. To capture an image of the excavation of Herculaneum and the modern town of Ercolano under the watchful eye of Mt Vesuvius the destroyer of towns sent shivers down my spine.
One of the "Stop" signs just in front of a guard tower and the electric fences at Auschwitz I. Often some of the prisoners last resort they would throw themselves at the electrified barbed wire in hope of ending their misery.
A stretch out of a selection of the Chelmsford Graffiti wall on a visit after finishing work one afternoon.