this is the small ritual i established for my everyday lunch break: i grab something to eat, fetch a (conscience silencing) freshly pressed grapefruit/ginger/orange juice, rush through nurembergs streets, reach the pegnitzgrund, sit down under chestnut trees, enjoy the sun - and the silence.
on my way back there's no way around some tea ice cream by 'die kleine eismanufaktur'. i've bravely tested nearly every ice cream store in nuremberg's inner city - and (trust me) this is the most comforting way returning to work.
happy week all!