Yesterday, Friday, heard noises and music out from the window, looked out from the balcony, and there it was, the student demonstration was passing by right under my block.
The previous demonstration ended with a physical conflict between the students and the police forces, created quite a commotion. So, out of curiosity, I went down and followed the demonstration to snap some photos.
Stopped in front of the Academy of Fine Art.
The police forces followed behind getting ready just in case...
From the balcony.
Again, from the balcony.
Some green smoke...meaning?
Some orange smoke....not sure why? Maybe after all these years of getting smokes from the politicians, here is the return favour.
Some white smoke, after taping the entrance of the Academy of whatever....
Something I did notice about demonstration in Italy, normally, they are held on Fridays, reason? After one or two hours of marching or standing or sitting, everyone gets a long weekend?
Today, another thing I noticed while walking among the demonstrators, I smelled 'Grass'.
I assume (positively) most of the demonstrators are underage, but i saw them smoking, and I did smell 'Grass', and there were policemen all over the place....Do they have the same sensitive nose like mine?
Or just...whatever.
Someone who lives next to the train station who has his balcony looking over the railways once told me that it is sad to see these railways everyday, because they have the significance of departure.
I told him, they also have the significance of arrival....
Didn't realise there is a balloon in Torino for people to get up in the air to have a nice look at the town from high above. Just happened to see this balloon while walking toward the old part of the town and it looks pretty fun.
Just one of the church along eth street, taken last night while walking back home.
A distorted vision of some buidling on a car's hood and front window, I like how the reflection of the building flows along hood and the window.
This building is just beside my block, so I see it everyday, but under this redish, gloomy sky, it presents a different sensation, almost mysterious.
Exhibition pieces by Arnaldo Pomodoro at Piazza Castello in front of the Royal Palace.
