During our recent trip to Poland we visited Wroclaw, a city with a changeable history as it used to be part of different countries and empires before becoming part of Poland again in 1945. The picturesque houses around the market square illustrate that the city was once a member of the hanseatic league. With it’s bridges and islands as a result of the location at the riverside of the river Oder, Wroclaw even passes off as Venice of the north for some. My favourite passtime in the city however was dwarf-spotting. With more than 200 dwarfs around the city – in the most unexpected places – it is almost impossible to spot all of them. Originally installed in conmemoration of the Orange Alternative movement, they have turned into quite a tourist attraction!
Bye bye Bolzano, home for the last 3 months…
Never love a wild thing, Mr. Bell,’ Holly advised him. ‘That was Doc’s mistake. He was always lugging home wild things. A hawk with a hurt wing. One time it was a full-grown bobcat with a broken leg. But you can’t give your heart to a wild thing: the more you do, the stronger they get. Until they’re strong enough to run into the woods. Or fly into a tree. Then a taller tree. Then the sky. That’s how you’ll end up, Mr. Bell. If you let yourself love a wild thing. You’ll end up looking at the sky.”
“She’s drunk,” Joe Bell informed me.
“Moderately,” Holly confessed….Holly lifted her martini. “Let’s wish the Doc luck, too,” she said, touching her glass against mine. “Good luck: and believe me, dearest Doc — it’s better to look at the sky than live there. Such an empty place; so vague. Just a country where the thunder goes and things disappear.”
(Truman Capote – Breakfast at Tiffany’s)
“Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world, I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow Airport. General opinion’s starting to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed, but I don’t see that. It seems to me that love is everywhere. Often it’s not particularly dignified or newsworthy, but it’s always there – fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, husbands and wives, boyfriends, girlfriends, old friends. When the planes hit the Twin Towers, as far as I know none of the phone calls from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge – they were all messages of love. If you look for it, I’ve got a sneaky feeling you’ll find that love actually is all around.”
Love Actually (2003)
If you want to know where your heart is,
look to where your mind wanders.