“He only picked that up from a boat,” one of the boys said. “He didn’t catch that,” another boy added. As the teasing continued, I asked him who the fish was for and said it was his family’s meal for the day. At first glance, most of them spend their time picking pebbles by the shore of the beach, whose thunderous waves is both frightening and a delight for the senses. Spending time there gave me a somewhat different perspective of what these children do. They think the hard work of picking pebbles and carrying sacks is play, and that play will eventually mean extra money that will allow them to buy snacks in school. I find that if you spend time with people long enough, other windows open. The boy didn’t say much, but I saw how happy he was playing with his friends; their laughter almost inaudible compared to the crashing waves just a few yards away.
I was lucky enough to catch a great sunny view of the Duomo from a rooftop cafe. The Brunelleschi dome of the cathedral was at one point the largest dome ever built, and remains the largest brick dome ever constructed ☀️🕌