In order to really know a city

You have to watch a city wake up

You have to see her empty streets

Watch the people behind the scenes

Watch the pulse slowly start to get faster

Hear the birds singing their morning songs

And the church bells ringing

 

Watch them

They who deliver the food

They who manicure the gardens

They who sweep the streets

They are the ones that bring the city alive

Seeing a city in the early morning is like being in a different place

And that small window between when everything is still asleep

and suddenly everything is awake …

There is magic in that in-between.