11/02/2026
The first sunset of a trip is my favorite one.
Madrid, an alley I couldn't name — shops shuttered, cobblestones still holding the last of the light. I didn't know the city at all yet. But at the end of that dark little street, the sky was doing this, and a clock tower I'd never seen was lit up like the city letting me peek at what it had in store.
That's the deal I make with every new place: get lost first, understand it later. The famous streets are patient. They'll wait.
First evening in a new city — do you head straight for the landmarks, or disappear into the side streets?
This one's in my Street portfolio — available as a print, gallery link in the comments.