Somewhere they can't find me

by Simon and Garfunkel

A meeting week in Brussels has now started with an early morning flight. On the way from the bus stop to the meeting place, I passed this pond where a swan was tring to find something in the bottom. Or then the swan just wished to hide following the example of the ostrichs?

It is also likely that I have very restricted time to comment during the Brussels days, a pity.