The Fisherman's Hut

Early morning walks along the beach always reveal a hive of activity. The sea was packed with little boats catching very small shrimps, and fishermen pushing large nets in the shallows trying to catch the same small shrimps (hope to get a blip of this in the next couple of weeks). On the beach itself, runners were completing an 8 mile run, making me feel guilty as I strolled along the sand.

Where the beach meets the treeline, there are a proliferation of fishermen's huts; some colourful, some plain, but all reveal a talent for recycling everything. Next to the hut, under a canopy, was a very smart boat, freshly painted, giving it a sharp contrast to the walls.