Derelict Thursday .........AND .....

........ " Where's Bikerbear Now? "
(Blip 1/4 ...)

Left the UK in heavy snow very early this morning - arrived at our destination in warm sunshine (coolish breeze though).

We've rented a small apartment for four days and it is fabulous - very quirky with ultra-modern decor - in fact one of the things hanging on the wall is an old door - yep, a whole old door .....! 
We are overlooking a small square and the river .... won't tell you which one or you'll immediately guess where I am.

To be fair calling this building derelict is a bit of a cheat as only the bottom half is derelict, the top half is, I think, a restaurant and at the very top right is an apartment. 
 Maybe I should have entitled it Dere Thur.  :-))

So ..... where am I?

~ Anni ~

Smile of the Day

Every morning for years, at about 11:30, the telephone operator in a small Sierra-Nevada town received a call from a man asking the exact time.
One day the operator summoned up nerve enough to ask him why the regularity.
“I’m foreman of the local sawmill,” he explained. “Every day I have to blow the whistle at noon so I call you to get the exact time.”
 
The operator giggled,
“That’s really funny,” she said. “All this time we’ve been setting our clock by your whistle.”