Renovation time, and I had to move my filing cabinet. Which, as you know, is easier said than done.

Paper weighs a lot. Even with the ongoing shredding of unnecessary documents and records, the filing cabinet was full. It certainly couldn’t have been moved from the basement to the second floor without being emptied.

Well, maybe a word champion weight lifter could have handled it. I’m not in that league.

Todays pictures were at the bottom of one of the cabinet drawers. They are almost forty years old, taken on my first trip to Europe in 1986.

The night the photos were taken was a night of first also. My first visit to one of the most visited tourist sites in the world. We would go back the next day so I could see it in the daylight.

I was fascinated by what the people with cameras were doing that night. I’d seen hundreds of photos of the place in magazines and newspapers (this was pre-internet remember) but never one shot at that angle.

I may have better pictures from that night somewhere, but maybe not. Shooting with film in those pre-digital days I tended to only take one or two pictures and hope I managed to get the end result I wanted.

The shot from a distance, a more traditional angle, tells you where I was. Did you recognize it from the photo at the beginning of today’s post?