The last time I got up as early as on Tuesday was last summer when I worked in a bakery. No, that’s not entirely true. What I’m saying is just that I’m still not used to getting up before sunrise anymore. Maybe that comes with being a student.
However, being immensely proud of shifting my sleepy body into one of the first tubes that morning (the day was so full that I literally had no choice than to make it start a little earlier…), I took a couple of shots in the Old Street area. I coincidentally passed it on a bus last weekend and thought its diversity might be very interesting to photograph. It’s not a place I’ve spent much time at because if it’s famous for anything, it would probably be the night life which obviously isn’t exactly the time to pay most attention to street art etc.
Initially starting at Old Street, I somehow found myself wandering through Hackney, Shoreditch and everything that lies in between (in less than two hours.) As you might be able to tell from the photos, this walk that felt like a marathon was significantly influenced by empty streets. There was nothing happening yet I enjoyed discovering the area like that!
Believe it or not, it was a very good feeling to have filled these early hours productively. It made starting to work a lot more pleasant, although my muscles did get a serious depression from the extensive walking!