Camino Portugués (Valença to Santiago de Compostela)

I’ve long been drawn to stories of the long-distance pilgrimage walking route (Camino de Santiago) from the French Pyrénées to Galicia across northern Spain but had always assumed that it was not for me because of the time and distance involved. After visiting Portugal in 2020 however, I became aware that there is a similar significant pilgrimage path from Lisbon to Santiago and after a bit of research concluded that the 124km section of the ‘Portuguese Way’ from Valença (just on the Portuguese side of the border) up to Santiago would be a realistic possibility in terms of my walking capabilities and the time needed to make the journey. The research also highlighted the fact that it is both scenic and fascinating.

The opportunity to walk this part of the Way presented itself in the summer of 2021. With an admittedly secular intention to enjoy the stunning scenery and local culture found along the route, tempered by a reverential acknowledgement of the spiritual and soulful resonances that such an undertaking implies, my partner and I arrived by train in Valença that August and found our way into the fortress-like old town to commence the walk.

The international border at this point is in the form of the River Minho and there is a dramatic bridge connecting the Portuguese city to the equally scenic and historic city of Tui on the Spanish side. Although large numbers of Spanish tourists visit Valença (especially on Sundays when Spanish shops are closed) to buy from the prolific textile outlets in the old town, we found that certain residents have a strong preference for being left undisturbed.

 
 
 
 

The Camino proper began with an early morning crossing of the MInho and auspicious encouragement from a kind Tui resident.

 
 

The Camino route is an easy one to follow with distinctive scallop shell waymarks providing a regular reminder of the distance to travel to reach Santiago. Village churches and the occasional pilgrim-oriented cafes provide welcome breaks from the focus on meditative walking as the miles pass by. Photography can no longer be the journey’s primary focus, though with a bit of discipline the mobile phone can be a useful tool to record the places or moments that catch the eye. I’ve created a Camino photobook (with full-screen, full-book preview) on Blurb, where there’s space to show the journey in detail, but for this blog I’ve chosen only a few random images that evoke the time and place.

 
 
 
 

Some wonderful small towns and cities lie on the route of the Potuguese Way and after an early start with the walking it’s possible to reach the day’s destination by mid to late afternoon and then enjoy a relaxing time exploring and searching for interesting sights and unexpected pleasures. Pontevedra in particular offered treats such as a seaside break, street performers and a free open air evening concert of Galician folk music.

 
 
 
 

Caldas de Reis is a delightful small river-side town known for it’s thermal waters. Some top quality street art could be found by taking the time to explore.

 
 

Finally, after a 26km last leg, the emotional entry into the city of Santiago’s magnificent cathedral; the focus of journeys for hundreds of years by so many pilgrims both young and old and from all points of the compass.

 
 
 
 
 
 

On Reflection.......Windows (10 photographs)

When I first picked up an early digital camera I had little of the patience, technique or courage needed for decent street photography. At the same time I was desperate to make interesting images on the street. I was drawn towards shooting shop-window reflections because they often provided ready-made artistic window dressing and complex arrangements. I no longer pay quite so much attention to these type of opportunities when I’m out and about but over the years I’ve built up a large set of window shots, some of which appear in the albums on the website menu. I’ve chosen a further ten such photos for this blog post, with a few words to say a bit about them and where they were taken.

 
 

This is an early example, taken in 2009 in Torquay. The setting is the window of one of those department stores that have more recently hit hard times. The window dressers entered through a door in the backdrop and seemed to be amused by something or other…..I’m pleased that they were enjoying their work just as I passed by.

 
 

Another early photo for me from 2009, again taken in Torbay but this time from Brixham. The saturated evening light in the harbour and the brightly coloured ice cream cone drew me to this shop window, and the screen provided by the glass gave me uncharacteristic confidence to foreground the woman with the stripey top. This shot reminds me how a set of unique circumstances have to combine to create a worthwhile image….I can walk past this spot now and everything seems quite mundane.

 
 

A different type of shop window image, this one. Shot in Plymouth in the same year it relies on juxtaposition rather than on reflection or dynamic light (although I think the low evening light and colours do add an extra element). You might imagine that the elderly lady in the photo could teach the little man a thing or two, but we’ll never know who said what to whom.

 
 
 
 

These two are both taken in Penzance during the annual Golowan Festival. Golowan is a contemporary re-staging of the traditional mid-summer community festival with processions, stalls, fair, fireworks, music, dancing and general revelry. The first picture is 2016 and the second 2015. I love attending the event regardless of the photographic opportunities and plan to return in future years when hopefully the festivities will again be in full swing.

 
 

Another annual event that I’ve photographed over a number of years is the wonderful Christmas Market in my hometown of Totnes. Low light photography is much more difficult without an expensive camera but my little X10 manages some grainy images if I use the available light and avoid having the burning-bright street lamps in shot. This one is the window of Cranch’s, the traditional sweet shop on a rainy night in 2014……I liked how the snowflakes in the shop created an interesting variation between the man in blue and his reflection.

 
 

A well populated image of a shop window in Salamanca, Spain taken during a visit there in 2014. In the province of Castile & Leon the old city is a beautiful world heritage site with the third oldest university in the western world. Summer is normal times is chock full of festivals and culture and the cathedral (or two cathedrals joined into one) offers rooftop access for great views of the city.

 
 

Here is a different window perspective taken in Casablanca, Morocco in 2016. The photograph is shot from the balcony of the Petit Poucet cafe in the city centre. We didn’t visit the famous Rick’s cafe (a recreation of the bar from the Casablanca film) but the atmospheric Petit Poucet is known for having been frequented in the past by Edith Piaf and Albert Camus. There’s plenty of art deco architecture and design to be seen in this fascinating city and the simple yet elegant chairs here inspired me to take this shot.

 
 

This window image from Granada, Spain in 2016 shows the ‘Vagabundeos’ (wanderings) exhibition by the Chilean Magnum photographer Sergio Larrain as well as a reflection of yours truly looking longingly inside. (The exhibition was an unexpected joy to discover but was closed at the time. I did of course make sure to return the following day).

 
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Finally a more recent photograph taken on my mobile phone in December 2019. We were wandering the west end of London, there as tourists to see the Christmas lights, when we came upon this sight in the window of a department store. The image comes with its own customised joke which I’m foolish enough to think worth sharing: ‘How many window-dressers does it take to put up a ‘Sale’ sign in a shop window? Answer: Seven (its usually fourteen but there was a fifty percent reduction at the time :-)

The Soundtrack to my Travels

Songs that bring back memories of my travels

Recently the Guardian newspaper has been running an online feature every couple of weeks where they invite a guest writer to compile a list of musical tracks that remind them of their travel adventures and to accompany this with a Spotify playlist. Whilst I can't claim to have visited such far-flung and exotic places as many of their chosen contributors I do nevertheless  have some fond memories of the musical experiences that have accompanied my own journeys and so I’ve taken inspiration from the idea to create and share this 'soundtrack to my travels'.

By necessity there's a little bit of artistic licence involved here. On many occasions the music that has enriched my overseas wandering has been live sessions performed by local artists, unavailable despite the evolution of online music. In this case I've sought out tracks on Spotify that have a similar atmosphere and originate from the same tradition; arrangements that very much evoke the memory of the time and place. At the same time research has shown that occasionally someone has filmed the actual performance that I attended! In such cases I've gratefully included a Youtube link.

Part One

Tenerife ‘La Múcura’ by El Golpito ‘Lloraras’ by Oscar D'León

The desire to take a break from the English winter was what first drew my attention to Tenerife in the Canary Islands. Initially I was put off by the usual assumption of the British traveller, which is that Tenerife is a package holiday island valued only for its sunny southern beach resorts and tourist facilities. Fortunately a quick browse of the travel guide indicated that this was short-sighted and wrong - for here was both traditional and contemporary culture, a warm year-round climate, stunning natural beauty and an annual carnival eclipsed only by Rio as a world-class event. A two month break from cold, grey, winter Devon to this apparent paradise was quickly arranged!

 
Tenerife north coast

Tenerife north coast

 

An absolute highlight of the trip for me was a visit to the annual romeria (country fair) in Buena Vista del Norte, where much of the domestic animal population of the area was assembled to compete for prizes such as 'best flock of goats', 'best handbag-compatible small canine' etc and to be blessed by the local priest. Traditional music was of course in evidence (as well as a local latin group playing rock on the bandstand for the evening youth) and El Golpito’s Canarian interpretation of the Columbian song ‘La Múcura’ perfectly represents this sound and memory.

 
Music at the Romeria de San Antonio de Abad, Buena Vista del Norte

Music at the Romeria de San Antonio de Abad, Buena Vista del Norte

 

Almost all of my foreign travels have been undertaken by train and bus but just occasionally a hire car has been necessary to really broaden the options for seeing a region. Such was the case with visits to Tenerife and Gran Canaria. With a car comes the extra benefit of cinematic road trips accompanied by music from the local radio station and in the north of Tenerife this can be a special pleasure with the island’s connection to Latin America in evidence. North Tenerife has a relationship with Venezuela in particular; there's been plenty of coming and going of people over the years. The Venezuelan born Oscar D'León's Lloraras evokes the salsa sounds of those car journeys, remembered for the dramatic scenery of the north coast and the fading in and out of the radio signal as we traversed the island.

 

Istanbul ‘Yeşil Ada’ by Enver Mete Aslan ‘Ab-i Rû’ by Mercan Dede

 
Performance Space, Sultanahmet, Istanbul

Performance Space, Sultanahmet, Istanbul

 

Istanbul was one of the first destinations where I travelled with street photography in mind. Alex Webb had shown the city's great potential for fabulous colour work and I was definitely inspired; enough to visit Turkey on my own with the camera as companion. During that first trip I luckily happened upon an evening concert by a solo oud player set in a beautiful outdoor arena beside the Blue Mosque in Sultanhamet. Unfortunately I have no record of the artist's name but Yeşil Ada by the Turkish oud player Enver Mete Aslan comes as close as I can find to recreating the excitement and elation of that event.

 
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Bosphorus

 

During the same visit I took a boat trip to Adalar, one of the fabulous Princes Islands situated just off the Asian coast of the city where horse-drawn transport is the norm and where you can escape for a while from Istanbul's exciting chaos. On the return journey, with the red sun setting over the Sea of Marmara and the gulls wheeling around the boat, I retreated with my headphones into the hypnotic world of the album Su (water) by the Turkish electronic fusionist Mercan Dede. The opportunity to listen to such evocative music in such a glorious setting was a privilege that I will always treasure.

Morocco ‘Lagnawia’ by Electric Jalaba

 
Tiznit, Morocco

Tiznit, Morocco

 

It’s fair to assume that a typical Moroccan musical experience will mean an introduction to gnawa, which is the trance-like traditional music of the region. Having spent several months in the country on a couple of occasions there were plenty of opportunities to hear this music. One destination in particular, Essaouira, is well known for it’s annual Gnaoua World Music Festival and whilst we weren’t there at festival time we did stay nearby in Paradise Valley (a bit of an exaggeration but very nice all the same) where our hotel host was happy to play the solo gimbri (Moroccan three stringed lute) for our entertainment.

 

In Fes, Marrakech and Chefchaouen the Morocco guidebooks will direct the western traveller to The Clock cafes where enthusiastic young Moroccans arrange for traditional musicians and storytellers to share their culture for the pleasure and education of their visitors….and Lagnawia by Electric Jalaba represents just the kind of fusion that such an exchange would encourage.

 
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Essaouira

 

Finally a mention for the Berber music festival that we happened upon in the southern city of Tiznit, where a substantial acapella choir performed on a large outdoor stage erected by a willing crew who seemed little concerned with any of the health and safety practices familiar to Europeans!

 
Tiznit, Morocco

Tiznit, Morocco

 

Caceres, Extremadura, Spain ‘Life is a Journey’ by Clinton Fearon ‘Aman Caterina Mou’ by Ҫiğdem Aslan

 
Womad, Plaza Mayor, Caceres

Womad, Plaza Mayor, Caceres

 

The trip to Caceres was originally driven by the world music on offer at the Womad (World of Music and Dance) festival but turned out to be a much broader experience. Having attended such festivals in the UK with their big-name international line-ups the much smaller, unticketed Womad in Caceres initially seemed like it had less to offer….but that’s because I underestimated the vibe and the excitement arising from siting the festival in the heart of a fascinating medieval city. I’ve chosen music from two of the acts that I saw performing that year, both in Plaza San Jorge (the smaller more compact arena) and both representing the diversity and quality of the Womad experience. Clinton Fearon, though based in France, brings an authentic Jamaican reggae sound to the mix and Ҫiğdem Aslan’s rebetika is a welcome chance to appreciate the Greek popular music form.

 
Womad, Plaza San Jorge, Caceres

Womad, Plaza San Jorge, Caceres

Womad, Caceres

Womad, Caceres

 

The Soundtrack of my Travels (part two)

Songs that bring back memories of my travels

Part Two

Bucharest, Romania Mourning Palace by Dimmu Borgir

I didn’t exactly expect Norwegian death metal music to feature in the soundtrack to my travels but when I reminded myself that one of the main reasons for travel is to open up to unfamiliar things I soon realised that it would have to take its proper place. If, like my partner’s Romanian friends, you have a strong preference for this particular musical expression then ‘Private Hell’, a bar in Bucharest old centre, is the place to go. I admit that my own experience there was brief but nevertheless the bottle-juggling bartender and the eye-watering background music left an enduring memory that deserves recognition. Reading more recently that this genre provides the chosen musical background to the Turkish author Elif Shafak’s writing output has only fueled my interest.

 
National Village Museum, Bucharest

National Village Museum, Bucharest

 
 
Bucharest Jazz Festival

Bucharest Jazz Festival

 

My other Bucharest musical memory arose as a result of being in the city at the time of the annual free Jazz Festival. A free festival while travelling is always an unexpected addition and this one, in the plaţa by the neo-classical Atheneum theatre, was a memorable musical bonus. Headlining were saxophonist Bill Evans and his band the Spy Killers and their set (part of which appears on YouTube) was made even more memorable by the fierce downpour that erupted during the encore.

 
 

Kochi, Kerala, India ‘Sivadarshana’ by E Gayathri

Considering that we spent a couple of months in Kerala, Tamil Nadu and Karnataka, on reflection I’m surprised that there are almost no musical memories from the trip (though happily plenty of photographic ones). However the sole musical moment was a powerful one with a profound experience that confirmed for me the spiritually uplifting power that music can have. The Kerala Kathakali Centre in Kochi presented regular weekly concerts of Indian classical music and I consider myself blessed to have attended on the evening that I did when two accomplished musicians played veena and tabla. This is one of those occasions where I didn’t note down details of the performers or the pieces that they played but the raga that I’ve chosen for this playlist takes me back to that evening in the small Kochi theater where the authenticity of the setting and the devotional quality of the playing had a rejuvenating effect on my mood and a lasting impact on my memory.

 
Kochi, Kerala, India

Kochi, Kerala, India

Kochi. Beach clean as spiritual service

Kochi. Beach clean as spiritual service

 

Edinburgh Lady Grinning Soul by Camille O’Sullivan

In 2010 I knew very little about comedy and alternative theatre, but I knew enough to realise that a visit to the Edinburgh fringe in August would be an illuminating experience (the first insight was that the program of events bore more physical resemblance to an Argos catalogue than to any festival program I’d ever seen!) In those days (as now) I didn’t have time or money to spare and liked to get good variety from my trips so to maximise things I based myself in Glasgow (where I got my first ever taste of big city street photography on Argyle Street) and took a trip on the internationally renowned railway; the scenic West Coast Line to Fort William and Malaig.

 
The Pleasance Courtyard, Edinburgh

The Pleasance Courtyard, Edinburgh

 

Back in Edinburgh I plumped for one gig among the many; choosing to see Camille O’Sullivan’s highly regarded ‘Chameleon’ show, inspired to hear her dark interpretations of songs by Radiohead, Bowie, Brel and Waites.

 
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Edinburgh old town

 

Transylvania, Romania The Way You Look Tonight by Rocky Gresset

Sibiu in summer was festival central; just before I arrived a major pop/rock festival had taken place. This was followed during my visit by a Transylvanian version of Oktoberfest (the area has a strong historical connection with Saxony) and Guitarfest, a celebration of all things guitar involving young peoples collaborations and performances. I did venture into the Oktoberfest marquee with the camera…..and the food, drink and ‘umpah’ music had an authentic ‘Munich beer-fest’ feel, though for me to be honest the appeal was as a short term novelty rather than an exciting discovery.

 
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Sibiu CibinFEST

 

The Guitarfest was on a much smaller scale and more to my taste; I always enjoy collaborative youth performances where the young people make their friends and relatives proud by showing off their developing skills. (Thursday night on the main stage at Womad UK is exactly this, with the Womad foundation funding international artists to work in local schools; the resultant work providing a proud and emotional opening to the festival).

 
Sibiu Guitarfest

Sibiu Guitarfest

 

Neither of these events provided my enduring musical memory of Sibiu though. During my time in Romania I developed a habit of stopping for a cold, deliciously tasty beer at lunchtimes (Romania has a couple of excellent, traditional, non-pasturised bottled beers) and one of my favourite venues of the whole trip was the ‘Pardon’ café/bistro on the old city wall adjacent to the performing arts theatre. Whenever I walked past the bar was playing ‘gypsy jazz’ swing music, creating an enticing, laid back atmosphere around the outdoor tables and this became my go-to spot for refreshment and good (English speaking) service. The Shazam app helped me to came away with several promising tracks to look out for in the future and I’ve chosen one by the French jazz guitarist Rocky Gresset for this playlist, (having not been put off by the familiar song title and the artist’s unpromising name!).

Lisbon Fado Portuguêse by Amália Rodrigues

Well obviously if you feel saudade for Lisbon you’re very likely to feel a connection to fado music too, and this melancholic Portuguese style will surely feature indelibly in your memories. I myself came to Lisbon only recently and fell in love with the city at first visit, giving me a new perspective on the fado that I had previously heard by the internationally renowned ‘queen of fado’ Amália Rodrigues and experienced at Womad through the contemporary fadista Mariza.

 
Amália

Amália

 

The fado clubs of Alfama clearly cater mainly to the crowds of tourists that wander through the district but our visit happened during a brief lull in the Covid pandemic and consequently the city was much quieter than usual. Fortunately our evening at Esquina de Alfama Casa de Fados restaurant was far from quiet because the enormous communal table was occupied by a large group of local people, all there to celebrate the birthday of their frail but spirited elderly female colleague. It transpired that many of the guests were themselves fabulous fado singers and, to the surprise and delight of those of us who were not part of their group, each in turn performed for the party. (We felt very honored to be offered cake by the ‘birthday girl’ at the end of the evening).

 
Esquina de Alfama Casa de Fados, Alfama

Esquina de Alfama Casa de Fados, Alfama

 

I think the restaurant’s resident fado singers substantially changed their repertoire for the celebrations that evening as the normally melancholic music gave way to several duets where dramatic exchanges between performers resulted in uproarious laughter among all the guests…..and a fabulous and memorable time was had by all. One of the resident artists, Ricardo Mesquita, was captured performing nearby in this YouTube video recorded in the same week.

 
 

Porto Cumbia Sombre el Mar by Quantic and Flowering Inferno

Porto is Portugal’s second city, with its own unique charms and character quite distinct from that of Lisbon. The tourist heart is the old town stretch of riverbank between Praςa da Ribeira and the iconic bridge, Ponte Louis 1. Here every night performers and buskers entertain the crowds of diners and strolling tourists. Circus skills, fabulously acrobatic street dance and fine musicianship all on display. An energetic rendition of the Cranberries ‘Zombie‘ (a song that I actively dislike) could easily have been the Porto moment that stuck but fortunately the enduring musical memory of the trip comes not from the old city but from the neighboring seaside suburb of Foz do Douro. A sea-front music cafe that in the evening would transform into the source of thudding electronic beats was in the afternoon a laid back haven for a cold beer enjoyed with chilled musical accompaniment. When the dj played a long time favorite, Cumbia Sombre el Mar, all seemed right with the world.

 
Foz do Douro

Foz do Douro

 

Lisbon, Porto, Aveiro, Nazare

My recent trip to Portugal was very much a holiday, squeezed exactly and coincidentally into the UK government's two-week 'air corridor' opening to the country. As such it was never intended to be a photographic expedition and consequently the only shots taken were using the handy mobile phone. However one thing became clear very soon after arrival....that Portugal is a fabulous country and Lisbon a uniquely beautiful city!

 
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We spent time in both Lisbon and Porto as well as in Cascais, Aveiro and the resort town of Nazare. The two big cities both have the luxury of seaside suburbs, antique trams functioning as everyday public transport and Lisbon in particular boasts the amazing reflective mosaic pavements that help to give it the name of 'city of light'. The black and white 'art photo' postcards available widely in the city centre help to draw attention to it's beauty and probably encouraged me (with only my phone available) to focus on seeing it from a travel photography perspective.

 
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Lisbon

Lisbon

 
 
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Following the example of the 'ladies who clearly know what's what' we were excited to try Ginjinha, the local sweet cherry liqueur......all I can say is that it goes down very nicely!

Porto is more compact with a lively riverbank, a photography gallery/museum and great examples of Portuguese blue tile-work known as azulejos.

 
Porto

Porto

Porto

Porto

 
 
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The nearby towns of Vila Nova de Gaia and Foz do Douro are the location for the three photos above.

The nearby towns of Vila Nova de Gaia and Foz do Douro are the location for the three photos above.

 
 
Aveiro is known for its network of canals.

Aveiro is known for its network of canals.

 

Nazaré also has a separate neighbourhood, this time on the hill above the town. Sítio is accessed by elevator (ascensor) and is a pilgrimage site due to the presence of the sanctuary of the Virgin of Nazareth.

 
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Ordinarily in September a religious festival is held when the Senhora da Nazaré icon is paraded through the town, though this years event was very low key…….but I have to say that the fabulous beach more than made up for the lack of occasion!

 
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Fes and Chefchaouen

When you walk into any historical, walled medina in Morocco the photographic moments are likely to appear before you thick and fast. The buzz of activity and the confines of the pedestrian streets and alleys bring human endeavor and interaction to the fore.

In re-visiting Fes and Chefchaouen I was able to photograph once again in two very distinct settings: the extensive and labyrinthine Fes el Bali (where one slightly scary recommendation for travelers is to lose oneself in the crowd and be pulled along, not knowing where to and for how long!) and then the enchanting and photogenic old town of Chefchaouen, where particular alleys and street-steps have become famous, much sought-after backdrops for the international Instagram crowd.

 
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Street photography in Morocco gives rise to conflicting feelings. The residents are not (yet?) as selfie addicted as many people in India for example and often object to being photographed at close range by unknown foreigners with unknown motives (which, let’s face it, is hardly surprising!) However, as professional photographers such as Harry Gruyaert and Bruno Barbey have shown, catching moments from a more discreet distance has it’s own rewards in that the extraordinary colour, texture and culture of the country can be included to add context and place.

 
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Fes el Bali boasts of being the largest medina in Morocco and once into its heart it’s easy to become lost and disoriented. Having visited before gave me something of an advantage and in wandering I was even able to find the locations of some previous shots that I’d taken, with this one in particular being replicated to acknowledge the change in four years.

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2016

2020

2020

However my time in the city was brief and the exploration coincided with Friday, the religious holiday day when the medina is mostly closed and quiet

 
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Chefchaouen is set among the beautiful Rif mountains and arriving from any direction is likely to involve a longish drive or coach trip. As a traveler or tourist the old town medina is such a worthwhile destination though, with the architecture and extensive blue walls providing a stunning backdrop for an easygoing and welcoming stay, while the new town presents as a more modern but equally accepting face to the city.

 
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Chefchaouen medina is a paradise for cat-lovers. The town has hundreds of feline inhabitants who prowl, laze and procreate with customary aloofness everywhere in the picturesque surroundings.

 
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It’s also a paradise for the Far-Eastern Instagram generation, with tour groups studying their phones and urgently requesting that their guides show them the particular spot where this or the other influencer has posed before them.

 
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Sunshine in February may be one of Morocco’s obvious attractions…..but the wealth of visual stimulation and photographic opportunity is what will draw me back time and again.









Constanţa and Marmaia

For me returning to Romania always raises questions about how I perceive the country…..sometimes as Eastern Europe, sometimes as Southern Europe and sometimes as not Europe at all. Wherever I place it though I know that I can expect something worthwhile and different in terms of experiences and photography. This trip involved visiting the important Black Sea port city of Constanţa with it’s sea-side setting, crumbling old town and it’s extensive resort suburb Mamaia. The resort in particular proved to be a fruitful photographic project because in March the place is visually inspiring at the same time as being practically deserted and ragged at the edges from winter winds.

Constanţa old town on the other hand made me feel not inspired but saddened by the beauty of its many fine buildings that are now in a terrible state of disrepair. Yes, there are some museums, galleries and archaeological remains to be seen but much of the impressive pre-twentieth century architecture in this quarter is probably beyond repair…..obviously requiring enormous amounts of investment to preserve and revive the heritage that demonstrates a thriving, wealthier period in the city’s history.

 
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Mamaia is Romania’s most popular summer resort. It stretches for five miles along a glorious strip of sandy beach to the north of Constanţa. In season there is a cable-car that carries sun-worshipers high above the hotels to bring them into its heart. Out of season it’s a great location for a contemplative stroll by the sea or for a photo walk intended to capture some of it’s abstract patterns and disheveled glory.

 
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Málaga and Caminito del Rey

Tens of thousands of Brits must pass through Málaga airport for the Costa del Sol every year but I’m pretty sure that relatively few of them get to appreciate Málaga for the historic and culture-rich city that it is. Just as with the Canary Islands and Mallorca the popular beach resorts give the area it’s reputation in the UK, but actually in both the city and the hinterland there are Spanish and world-class cultural and scenic pleasures to be experienced.

 
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One such attraction is the infamous Caminito del Rey, which fortunately is no longer quite what it was! The path, previously known as ‘the world’s most dangerous walkway’ because there were five deaths from falls all within a couple of years, is partially pinned to the walls of a narrow gorge. It had fallen into disrepair (which no doubt made it more enticing for thrill seekers) but has now been fully renovated into a totally safe but nevertheless enjoyable tourist attraction.

The footpath entry, which is near to Ardales in Málaga province, can be accessed from either of two foot tunnels. The larger has a longer (though very scenic) walk to the entry, while the smaller provides quicker access but is less suitable if you have a serious aversion to subterranean rambling!

 
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the light at the end of the tunnel

the light at the end of the tunnel

 
 
the new walkway is built just above the old one

the new walkway is built just above the old one

 

The footpath finally emerges from the south end of the gorge and, being pinned to the enormous cliff face at El Chorro, offers a suitable climax to an exhilarating walk.

 
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Istanbul

A short tourist trip to Istanbul has evoked memories of previous visits when there was more opportunity for photography. This time I managed only a few impromptu shots on my mobile phone but the place is actually a street photographer’s dream with fabulous light, rich colour and the constant bustle of tens of thousands people going about their business in various fascinating neighborhoods. For those interested in exhibitions there is both a photography museum and an institute devoted to the work of Ara Güler so there’s plenty to take in… but it’s the city in front of you that’s the inspiration.

The documentary film Kedi is about the numerous street cats that live in Istanbul and is a must-see for animal lovers. In the film the inhabitants of the city talk about their love of the cats in such philosophical and heart-warming terms that it’s impossible not to see the creatures in a different light (and to appreciate the humanity of the participants). The little ‘kennels’ for the street cats to live in are a feature that I haven’t seen elsewhere.

 
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Street photography with a slow mobile phone is not much fun for me; the shutter release time-lag means that I usually capture a scene taking place about a second after the composition that had inspired me! At the same time when I’m wandering in a neighborhood and there’s interesting things happening it’s difficult to resist the urge to try and capture something worthwhile. The following three phone shots have worked well enough to satisfy me for the time being…..but also to awaken the desire for another photographic visit!

 
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Romania

It’s always a pleasure to visit a new part of the world and my visit to Romania in September was no exception. It’s one of those places that is often un-recognised by tourists/travellers seeking friendly people, interesting culture and natural beauty….in fact it has all of these in plenty. My own trip involved a few days in the capital Bucharest, a spell in the remote and unique Danube Delta and visits to three of Transylvania’s beautiful Saxon heritage cities.

As a starting point the old centre of Bucharest is one of the best places for eating and drinking that I’ve ever been. Fascinating architecture, a totally pedestrianised environment, numerous street-based restaurants offering a variety of cuisines, inexpensively priced but tasty beers and various entertainments all feature there. Of course the rest of the city with it’s mix of old buildings, communist era blocks and new build is also fascinating to explore.

 
Bucharest

Bucharest

 

The Delta is a wildlife refuge of international renown and also provides some opportunity to see more traditional Romanian village life; with horse drawn carts, sand surfaced roads and water-based transportation.

 
Danube Delta

Danube Delta

 

Braşov, Sighişoara and Sibiu are Transylvanian cities with historic centres dating from Saxon times and, regardless of the dark associations with Dracula, these places have a more vibrant, contemporary feel akin to attractive cities in Southern Europe. Sibiu is Romania’s summer festival capital and it’s beer-fueled Oktoberfest equivalent called Cibinfest was taking place when I was there.

 
Braşov

Braşov

 

This brief visit, with limited time for photography, was not really enough to capture a full set of quality street-focused images and was a reminder for me of just how much time and work is needed to compile a decent album that can show something of the flavour of a place. As a tourist, wandering the streets with a camera gives me a chance to absorb some of the atmosphere and detail but it’s inevitably a bit superficial. Maybe that’s a good incentive to return!