Tarragona and a look back

here I look back almost 50 years at the same streets, houses and windows of Tarragona were I grew up. The little park-inside-a-roundabout. Everything looks changed but not changed and certainly tiny now. The same aluminum late-60’s windowframes with possibly the same thin surviving windowpanes I looked out at the world. The same narrow walkways and small storefronts, but now mostly shut; They look like little cave entrances compared to the grandeur of nowadays‘ retail-chain halls somewhere else.

LEFT: Tarragona, Plaza Imperial Tarraco, the Big Ben of Tarragona at the BBVA building RIGHT: Tarragona, Plaza Imperial Tarraco, constructivist architecture from Alejandro de la Sota at the building of the gobierno civil

The old harbour, once a row of small fishermen houses with workshops where wives tended to the blue nyon fishnets and boats docked just before the horn blew the end of the fishing day at 5 PM, is now a strolling alley decorated with fountains. Fishnets gave room to icecream and coffee shops. My uncle used to be one of about 50 fishermen captains. He had his own boat and a crew of 7. Now five boats with a crew of 2 are allowed to operate from a little corner of the harbour. Yet the same moon rise over Tarragona, come night.

Tarragona, old harbour warehouse now turned space for expositions and pilot ship

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