What Tourists Don’t See (boat sinking)
These photos of our stormy winters past must be fairly rare, given that the only way they exist was if one had a camera in hand at the time, with film, that then somehow made it to a developing lab. These days I can only imagine how many snaps would flood cyper-space in seconds at the sight of boats sinking, donkeys being swept into the harbour, not to mention the piles of flotsam and mud washed down the ‘rivers’ of our cobbled streets.
A wonderful excuse to be marooned for hours in our “local” Liako with the usual suspects, playing cards, tavli (backgammon), charades, or simply slightly inebriated silly-buggers until the waters subsided.
“River” residue
Mud, Snow, High Seas, no outdoor service
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