2011-04-20

Old Street

Until few decades ago it used to be a little fisherman's village. The small houses here and there, tiny stores, a couple of hotels... A few things to do besides fishing and cultivating tomatoes... Life was slow and relaxed.  Quiet. Simple. And today... I can count on my fingers the "real" houses, squeezed between new complexes, growing like baobabs. The non-stop roaring tourism machine moved almost all fish from the port to the supermarket; but also... it moved  me here!  Yet I get very nostalgic strolling  the old streets of  fisherman's place...








3 comments:

ladydazy said...

This picture is great! I like you photography so much. My maiden last name means fisherman in Porteguese.

It's true what happening to places due to growth and commercialism.

A lot of the desert here has been turned into neighborhoods and business complexes.

siga said...

Thanks, Ladydazy! I enjoy pushing the button, but I know I should learn the technical side if I`ll ever grow up ;)

The changes doesnt mean bad, until some certain level...

ladydazy said...

Yeah, I don't know if I will every grown up either. :)