Wednesday, 23 July 2014

Rondo ONZ One at twilight - the City Sublime

Once again - the crushed-velvet dusk in the City of my Dreams... Below: the setting sun from the 24th floor of Rondo ONZ One, looking north east across at the Cosmopolitan building on Twarda 44. Ghostly reflections of Złota 44 (left) and the Warsaw Financial Center (right).

Below: looking due west, along Prosta. Note the Mercedes logo atop the Ilbau building dating back to the early 1990s. It's earmarked for demolition; in its place will grow something higher.

Below: Going down in the lift , looking northwards along al. Jana Pawła II. I love this building - Warsaw's finest contemporary skyscraper. I hope it will soon have rivals - Warsaw Spire, for instance. Decade by decade, Warsaw's skyline rises, blocking out the Palace of Culture by mid-century (I hope).

Below: looking at Rondo ONZ One from ul. Pańska. The 24th floor, from which the top two photos were taken is less than two-thirds of the way to the top.

Below: Emilii Plater, between Złóte Tarasy and W-wa Śródmieście station. It's ten past nine and busy. Looking up the street, on the left we have the Lumen building, the Intercontinental hotel, Warsaw Financial Center and in the distance, the Cosmopolitan building. To the right, the base of the Palace of Culture.

Of a summer's eve, with a clear sky and warm air, Warsaw becomes the City Sublime, so far removed from the same city in late winter with grey snow piled up on the pavements' edges, it might as well be somewhere else. Cherish the summer while you can.

This time last year:
Up that old, familiar mountain

This time two years ago
More from Penrhos

[We'll be back in North Wales before the end of this week!]


Joy said...

Great photos! We are definitely enjoying the Warsaw summer and long days as much as we can before the sun starts setting at 15:00 again!

Bob said...

Funny you mention 'the city' Michal.

Ewa and I were downtown having dinner with a fascinating guy and his wife and son. (He is a 91 year old Holocaust survivor born and raised in Krosno but living in the US since 1950 - remind me to lend you his book)

Ewa and I walked back toward Marszalkowska and stumbled across a place called Zurawina on Zuravia. They had a woman singing Jazz, open air seating so we stopped for a drink.

As you often say it had 'Klimat' - and it did, with cool music and people walking on the pavement one felt as though they were in a big city, any big city. (the only thing missing were the constant wails of police cars and fire engines that you have in NY). It was a far cry from the Warsaw I saw when I arrived in 1990!

We plan to head back down perhaps Monday - will let you know.