At a time when the sloths are still sleeping, I put on my hat and my sunglasses to venture onto the quays of the canal, watching for the arrival of fishermen in the early morning.
Back from the open sea, the moored boats deliver their treasures. The holds full of fresh fish and seafood promise treats to share with family and friends. Sole, seabream, cuttlefish, octopus, tuna … the choice is such that I already plan this daily appointment in my holiday agenda. I go from one stall to another, to meet these passionate fishermen, heirs to the work of their fathers, who share with us, privileged visitors, the history and the daily lives of the people here, deeply attached to this Earth.