So, me, my camera and I set out on weary legs...
Along the banks of River Nervión, I walked again, southwards first and then back up northwards. And, again, I thought, how pretty some of these buildings are. They looked like apartments, but they may be offices, too. If you zoom in on these images, especially the one in the centre, the interior of some of them makes interesting guesswork.
It took me a while to find the name of this bridge, Puente de le Ribera. It's also known by the name of Puente de San Francisco because it connects the old quarters (Casco Viejo) with the district of San Francisco, which I never got to visit. In any case, this district receives a lot of bad publicity - many websites advise you against visiting it, especially after dark.
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| Puente de le Ribera |
If these buildings lie in the district of San Francisco, they don't look bad at all, do they? Perhaps they are more upmarket, or do they belong to those who control the marginal groups living there...? I took more shots of these images because I found them very appealing. To see the rest, visit my Flickr page, the link of which can be found on the left column under "You might also like".
Turning my focus to the right bank, or left, if you're facing the picture above, stands what looks like a glossy new building, in stark contrast to the church (St Anton) behind it. This is, of course, the Ribera Market, completely renovated. This time, I could only admire it from the outside. The following day, I would come back for another visit.
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| Confusing reflections |
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| Ribera Market and San Anton church |
With that, I turned around, eyeing the alleyways of Casco Viejo, and walked back northwards, towards The Guggenheim again. Will I catch the sunset?
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