It was an interesting week. Difficult, stressful, intriguing, busy. Cold and wet again most of the time but that is not the main point.
There were students' protests on Wednesday. No big deal if they hadn't turned nasty. An outburst of violence in front of the parliament; eggs and granite cubes and eventually any object that could be moved and even some Molotov cocktails were being thrown at the building and the police forces trying to protect it. After the riots subsided the streets were littered with all kinds of garbage, most of the parliament windows shattered, forensics gathering evidence. Nobody wants to take responsibility.
Just two days after the riots secondary school graduates occupied the city streets again, this time for the traditional quadrille, 10th in a row and reportedly record breaking in more than one way. On this occasion, though, the youth were disciplined, they did what was expected of them and left the scene without an incident to continue partying at the alloted place.
Working practically in the city centre I was witness to both events. The riots, causing much traffic delay, prevented me going home as usual so I walked all the 3.5 miles (approx, maybe some more) home. The quadrille I watched (in part) from the office and took some photos (including the one above).
