I’ve always been a sucker for these old crumbling buildings. I love the color, the layers of paint, and the fact that despite their rough outward appearance they still contain family life behind their doors. It’s only once the roofs collapse that buildings seem to cease being useful. But once … Read More
Slow Hot Day
Quiet day. We went up to the malecón this morning because on Sundays the police block off half the road for pedestrians to use. The sidewalk itself is huge, but we thought the kids would get a kick out of playing in the street. As we arrived at nine the … Read More