I took this photo in Bristol almost a year ago. There’re so many photos on my Flickr, yet I’ve only ever managed to tell about a few of them.
I’m not sure I managed to collect a full impression of Bristol, especially since I had to leave the house early in the morning and would come back no earlier than 8pm. Although April nights are lighter, it’s still far from summer. The rest of the day I was usually indoors. I tried to grab every opportunity to wander around town, and one evening I went towards the cathedral. If you stand at the bottom of the stairs, the cathedral is on your left.
I do, however, remember the feeling of being there. I’d just taken another really photo, and then I saw this staircase with streetlights splitting it in two halves, and my heart melted.
It all depends on a point of view, surely. These stairs and streetlights can feature in just about any story. There is some melancholic or philosophic feel to the picture. But I choose romance. I rarely share this sort of talk, but this is one place I’d love to go to, to sit on the stairs, to hold hands, and to kiss. I will have it in my own time, but if you’re thinking of a romantic place, this may be the one for you.