This is slowly becoming my favourite object in the city. It has been there for weeks, sometimes it gets moved around slightly, a few meters here or there, or around the corner. It’s the remnant of a small construction area from the summer. Its long life in the street is somewhat spectacular (context for people who don’t know Bern: This is a frustratingly clean city, to the point that it becomes difficult for me to find objects or even lost paper notes in the streets. The fact that this plank survived for weeks because no one is really sure whether it still belongs to someone or not is both the most and least Bernese thing).
