wednesday :: 24.july.2002 - B's Birthday
Pictures from my long morning walk....
Every morning, very early, at the far end of the beach, the local fisherman would bring their catch to the beach. The local women would gather and talk on the beach while the tons of kids would run and play in the waves and on the beach, waiting for the fish.
This remains one of my most vivid memories of Tobago because it seemed to capture their rhythm of life.
Beach
across the Road from Seahorse Inn
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