Anyone who leaves their bike behind in Brandenburg an der Havel and strolls across one of the many small bridges will discover a quiet stream of transition: the City Canal: between the Old Town and the New Town, between past and present, between industrial facades and weeping willows.
The City Canal, once built for the city's economic backbone – inland waterway transport – is now a tranquil companion for walkers, cyclists, and anyone who enjoys letting their gaze wander. It is sometimes lined with gently hanging branches, sometimes with the austere brick facades of old industrial architecture, each telling its own story of work, new beginnings, and upheaval.
And then there are these quiet corners with faded charm: an enchanted pavilion by the water, closed parasols lined up in rows, a boat slowly disappearing around the bend. The canal itself seems unfazed – as if it had long since become accustomed to the fact that the city is constantly changing, but the water remains.