One day it’s the big city and windowshopping, the next day it’s a walk by the river Marne. When I go home from my dayjob in the early evening, I often take “the long way” home. I get off the train later, and walk alongside the river.
There is this old barge, rusting away but still beautiful. I think the barge serves as a kitchen to a little restaurant. They serve “tajines“. A metal bridge connects restaurant and ship. I stood and sketched, and when I was almost done, raindrops began to fall on the page:)