When we play tourists...

It's Easter weekend and we took a tour of the happening part of the city, around which we also happen to live, in a hop-on hop-off bus. The ride was for an hour and a half and we never got off because it was just beautiful sitting in the open roof of the bus, with the wind blowing in the hair and the sun shining on our faces. I promised myself I will treasure this phase forever and always. Here's a collage of pictures from over the past few weekends.