Artists live and work here, and it seems like it should be very cool but I’m seemingly too old for cool now.
The guy who lives behind this wall was in his garden working on a project by whacking away with a huge metal hammer on big pieces of thick metal making a deafening noise that rang through the neighborhood.
The person next door was playing, loudly, an ill-tuned radio. Yikes.
(It was interesting to see some residential areas but was it worth all the steps? Maybe not. Maybe I could have made it to the caves and still seen the castle. Or I could have taken the trams and saved both time and steps for something else in town.)