A Beautiful Good Bye (2)

I waited a little longer for the carriage to pick us up, then walked out leisurely. Behind me, there was Mr. Louise and his assistant who walked back and forth while carrying four large suitcases headed for the carriage trunk that had just arrived.

Merri and I gave each other a thumbs up.

The sunset was slowly setting and painting the sky red. It was quiet and silent outside after finishing unloading the luggage. I wave at Mr. Louise and his assistant.

I saw flocks of birds flying in droves as the horses started kicking and drive the carriage away. Birds are migrating.

Birds that cross the continent every year visit the capital to rest their tired bodies on the roof of houses, trees, or some just landed on the streets of the capital to peck some food on the ground. It was because there were few people when this street is usually crowded with pedestrians.

As this place is usually crowded, carriage drivers are more afraid of pedestrians who dominate