{"id":2219,"date":"2018-06-06T06:49:28","date_gmt":"2018-06-06T05:49:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/?page_id=2219"},"modified":"2018-06-06T06:49:28","modified_gmt":"2018-06-06T05:49:28","slug":"week-22-alicante-centre-my-neighbourhood-aigues-the-office","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/?page_id=2219","title":{"rendered":"Week 22: Alicante centre, my neighbourhood, Aigues, the office"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Another week spent at home, working and cycling in the usual places. In fact, many of the images in this blog were made at home or within 1 km of home.<\/p>\n<p>One morning, I photographed the golf course from my kitchen terrace before sunrise, partly because I liked the light of the full moon and partly to test my camera in truly marginal light conditions. The light source was this:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_1.jpg\" alt=\"DSF5308\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_2<\/strong><br \/>\nAnd this is more or less what the eye could see:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_2.jpg\" alt=\"DSF5310\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_3<\/strong><br \/>\nA bit later in the morning, one of the inhabitants of the golf course passes by. There are fewer cats now, and now that I no longer have a dog to walk in the morning, my feeding of them is not as regular as it used to be. But occasionally I put some food out in the backyard, so the cats come and visit. They also like the armchairs and sofa we have down there:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_3.jpg\" alt=\"DSF5307\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_4<\/strong><br \/>\nStaying with the feline theme, I see this cat almost every day along my cycling route, resting in his people&#8217;s front yard. When I pass this modest house, I always slow down (I am going downhill at this point) to check if the kitty is there:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_4.jpg\" alt=\"R003901\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_5<\/strong><br \/>\nLast week I showed some photos of my late mother&#8217;s &#8220;magic cactus&#8221; and its six blooms. This week, the cactus babies, which live at the other end of the house, next to the front door, also got into the act. I just cannot stop myself from recording the periodic flowering and wilting of these amazing flowers. This is Tuesday afternoon:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_5.jpg\" alt=\"R003900\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_6<\/strong><br \/>\nWednesday afternoon:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_6.jpg\" alt=\"DSF1705\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_7<\/strong><br \/>\nThursday afternoon:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_7.jpg\" alt=\"DSF1723\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_8<\/strong><br \/>\nAnd almost all over, Friday afternoon:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_8.jpg\" alt=\"R003919\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_9<\/strong><br \/>\nA second flowerly theme. The main thoroughfare of our neighbourhood, Avenida Vicente Ramos, is lined with trees with pretty little flowers in the spring:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_9.jpg\" alt=\"R003892\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_10<\/strong><br \/>\nAround this time of the year, as the temperature rises, the flowers fall off those trees. I try to photograph them in some interesting ways, for example by using the parked cars as the canvas of sorts:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_10.jpg\" alt=\"R003921\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_11<\/strong><br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_11.jpg\" alt=\"R003920\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_12<\/strong><br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_12.jpg\" alt=\"R003891\" \/><\/p>\n<p>One day during the week I had to go to the town hall with my daughter to take care of some business. The service has improved quite a bit since I last had to go there; nowadays you get an appointment online, thus eliminating the long waits in queues that were common earlier. We had our appointment at 11:20, and afterwards we walked a bit through the barrio and had lunch at a Lebanese restaurant, Mish Mish. Both the walk and the lunch provided photo opportunities.<\/p>\n<p><strong>22_13<\/strong><br \/>\nAlicante city hall with fluffy clouds:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_13.jpg\" alt=\"DSF1706\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_14<\/strong><br \/>\nWorking on the infrastructure:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_14.jpg\" alt=\"DSF1708\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_15<\/strong><br \/>\nWall art:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_15.jpg\" alt=\"DSF1709\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_16<\/strong><br \/>\nFlowery door:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_16.jpg\" alt=\"DSF1713\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_17<\/strong><br \/>\nJust like in Barcelona, people living in the old part of Alicante protest the noise and drunkenness that is one of the by-products of living in a lively area with lots of bars and restaurants:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_17.jpg\" alt=\"DSF1711\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_18<\/strong><br \/>\nApproaching Mish Mish, I made eye contact:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_18.jpg\" alt=\"DSF1714\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_19<\/strong><br \/>\nSome more wall art:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_19.jpg\" alt=\"R003898\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_20<\/strong><br \/>\nFinally seated, and with a spread of delicious mezze:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_20.jpg\" alt=\"DSF1719\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_21<\/strong><br \/>\nWe sat outside, and of course I watched the human traffic passing by:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_21.jpg\" alt=\"DSF1717\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_22<\/strong><br \/>\nAs well as the urban fauna:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_22.jpg\" alt=\"DSF1721\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_23<\/strong><br \/>\n2018 had been proclaimed as the <a href=\"http:\/\/europa.eu\/cultural-heritage\/about_en\" onclick=\"_gaq.push(['_trackEvent', 'outbound-article', 'http:\/\/europa.eu\/cultural-heritage\/about_en', 'European year of cultural heritage']);\" rel=\"noopener\" target=\"_blank\">European year of cultural heritage<\/a>. One can take the cynical view that it is just another top-down EU initiative, but the idea is nice. At our office, a corner in the main hall has been set aside for staff members to post images and text describing their home countries:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_23.jpg\" alt=\"R003911\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_24<\/strong><br \/>\nOf course, I take advantage of the resulting photo opportunities when I pass by:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_24.jpg\" alt=\"R003917\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_25<\/strong><br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_25.jpg\" alt=\"R003914\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_26<\/strong><br \/>\nOne of the more curious postings:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_26.jpg\" alt=\"R003915\" \/><\/p>\n<p>The last eight images are from Aig\u00c3\u00bces, the inland village that is almost always a stop on my cycling escapades. On the square there is the church, two bars, and a small supermarket where I usually buy a Coke Zero for my 5-10 minute break. And I photograph the life that goes on there.<\/p>\n<p><strong>22_27<\/strong><br \/>\nThe road to Aig\u00c3\u00bces:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_27.jpg\" alt=\"R003893\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_28<\/strong><br \/>\nTypical Sunday morning scene. Inside the church the mass is being said. Meanwhile, children play outside (and behind me, some of the men are having a beer in the bar&#8211;it seems from my casual observation that many more women than men go to church):<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_28.jpg\" alt=\"R003895\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_29<\/strong><br \/>\nThis is the season for first communions, an important family event in what is still a strongly Catholic country, especially in a small town like Aig\u00c3\u00bces:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_29.jpg\" alt=\"R003925\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_30<\/strong><br \/>\nReturning from reconaissance:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_30.jpg\" alt=\"R003924\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_31<\/strong><br \/>\nShowing off her dress:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_31.jpg\" alt=\"R003923\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_32<\/strong><br \/>\nThe main street of Aig\u00c3\u00bces is semi-pedestrian and only about 150 m long. Still, it is called Calle Mayor. At the top end there is a small art gallery, I think owned by Dutch people:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_32.jpg\" alt=\"R003927\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_33<\/strong><br \/>\nLooking inside:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_33.jpg\" alt=\"R003929\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>22_34<\/strong><br \/>\nA poem by Jos\u00c3\u00a9 Mart\u00c3\u00ad, Cuba&#8217;s independence hero:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2018\/22_34.jpg\" alt=\"R003926\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Another week gone by.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Another week spent at home, working and cycling in the usual places. In fact, many of the images in this blog were made at home or within 1 km of home. One morning, I photographed the golf course from my kitchen terrace before sunrise, partly because I liked the light of the full moon and [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":2074,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2219"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2219"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2219\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2222,"href":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2219\/revisions\/2222"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2074"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2219"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}