There is also a man who will sell you fries on the Corniche. You get different sauces and salt. Hot sauce is popular. During the summer in the stifling heat I imagine standing over hot oil is no fun at all. But it is winter and chilly in January. All is good.
On the weekend there is a large crowd around the equipment. I am happy to see kids being kids. They even get to run bare foot. As you can notice concrete is just as nice a spot to land as grass.
It seems that anything fun always attracts a crowd. Don’t fall and no one will step upon you.
So this chap walked on out into the bay barefooted to cast his line. I have not seen any fish caught. I don’t fancy a walk on the bottom since the green slime on the shore is not too appetizing. I guess the fish are probably not affected by the slime?
Birds buzz the bay at sunset. The glare on the water blinds me. Apparently the birds can see small fish below the surface as they dive bomb and catch supper. Either way it’s fishing.
Kids get to wear color. When they slip into an abaya is individual family choice it seems. I have seen some very young kids in abayas. But I am attracted to color. And I always like bubbles, And it is fun to skate holding your brother’s hand.
Well I can refer to someone walking or the device this man with the cervical collar is using. From his stride I think he’d be better with a cane. Maybe the walker is for sympathy. Ah I happen to have a shot of a cane too.
I swear he doesn’t change his shirt. It’s not a uniform. But this guy is out on two occasions with the same shirt. He has a wheelbarrow with shucked corn and will grill it right on the hot coals for you to eat immediately. A minute a side and you are good to go. I guess no one worries about germs. The heat will have killed them right?
Make yourself at home. People on a crowded day park up on the sidewalk. The rule I told you: there are no rules. Plop down, spread on out, sit anywhere, be it the grass or the concrete. You decide if you want bugs or not. People just do their thing. I guess it’s like Jones Beach in the summer. No boom boxes. And definitely there are no bikinis.
Some days you just don’t get that cloud filled sky with orange glowing clouds. The camera is pretty adept at getting the globe or the setting sun. Timing helps. Across this bay is a manmade island gifted to a past king. There is an empty palace there somewhere in which a staff of a thousand remains employed. When I first saw this with Farid he warned me not to photograph the island. He was being cautious I guess. There are time when you are and others when you are not.
Black and white – men and women – come to think of it, I don’t see to much hand holding but I do see it commonly among men. And I do not see women holding much either. Intentional? To answer a different question, these folks walked across my sunset photo. Right!
I was curious to watch this little one set up her dad’s phone to take the shot. She’s pretty darned talented for her age if you ask me. iPhone shots have surpassed Nikon cameras to jump to number two on Flickr. Canon is still number one.
There is a thriving market for souvenirs. At least it is tempting to sell toys at the Corniche. Soccer balls and other baubles are for sale from these women who circulate the area. The strike me so differently than the vendors I am used to seeing in Central Park.