In the mornings I would get up to watch the sun rise and enjoy the tranquility of the beach.
As I wandered around men in green uniforms with brooms and rakes would walk up and down the beach and clean up any mess they found from the day and evening before.
These men were friendly and would yell “HOLA” to the lone person wandering on the beach looking for interesting things to photograph.
A bit further down I discovered a graveyard of boats, a tiny little village with henna shops, cuban restaurants, artwork, and people going about their day.
It made for a great morning of wandering and photographing.
