I do protest!

There is a certain beauty in moving to a new country. Half the time it's an adventure, and the rest of the time you don't know what the heck is going on - like last night when we stumbled onto a protest in Hauptplaz on our way to go grocery shopping.

There was someone speaking, lots of cheering, one boo and whistles being blown. All the signs had their back to me but I'd forgotten my dictionary anyway so I shrugged, pulled out my digital, took a few snaps, and went on my merry way...

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