
From the cliffs above town, the view of tow-in surfers from around the world battling monster swell from the North Atlantic brings crowds of spectators to watch the world’s best excel and survive in the cold ocean surge.
The town itself is a grid of narrow streets running from the hillside down to the sea. Each avenue ends abruptly in the sand below providing a clean background to the nuances of life silhouetted against the clear ocean sky down every street.
Here is where I found myself today. Wandering the neighborhoods of this ancient town discovering the old and not-so-old as they blend into a new world of international attention.