Sometimes photos say it all.
Sometimes the initial, wide-eyed looks of friends & family who come to visit us in Casco Viejo, say it all.
Casco Viejo is not perfect; it is a disheveled and gloriously flawed neighborhood in a developing country. When many first arrive, they are shocked by the dichotomy of old & new, clean & dirty, rich & poor.
This is the reason I love my neighborhood. I love that there is such a variety and that it is not polished or pristine. I feel entirely safe here, even walking alone at night, but by the looks of it, one might think otherwise.
This post is celebrating what many may see as ugly, distasteful and impoverished but what I see as beautiful, realistic, and rich with life.