The Kaiser Wilhelm Bruecke, Cologne, carries the main railway line across the Rhine, alongside a path which gets heaving with pedestrians, joggers, and cyclists and scooters being ridden far too fast. The fence separating the trains is covered in several tens of tons of padlocks declaring the eternal love: likely many of the relationships are now history.
Record shots were the best I could manage on the camera I had with me, but perched on a warning triangle for the busy river traffic was a shag, blithely ignoring the busy traffic on the bridge a few yards away as it preened.