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Dubrovnik is full of character(s)

There’s nothing like a bit of street photography – a chance to capture some character portraits. And Dubrovnik is full of characters. So here’s a selection from a Dubrovnik day.

Marin Drzic, poet.

Marin Drzic, poet.

OK, so I’ve cheated a bit at the start. Not so difficult to capture this Croatian poet. But he’s got a good smile, a bullet hole in the neck (the recent war) and a shiny nose ‘cos people stroke him for luck. Clearly a character, he’s in!

Going shopping

Going shopping

Next is a nun on a shopping trip. Early morning croissants for the nunnery… Well, maybe not, but provisions must be bought, and she’s not hanging around. Off to the market…

Stuffed peppers for dinner

Stuffed peppers for dinner

Once shopping is done, gossip must be shared. And there are lots of ladies doing exactly that:

Gossipers 1

Gossipers 1

Gossipers 2

Gossipers 2

Meanwhile, outside the city, the oysters are harvested for fancy restaurants. All done by hand of course.

Oyster catcher

Oyster catcher

This guy is fishing for his lobster dinner

This guy is fishing for his lobster dinner

And it all ends up at the fish market

And it all ends up at the fish market

Some have time for an afternoon stroll, whilst others have to do the chores

Time for an afternoon stroll

Making the most of the afternoon

Whilst the young ones do the chores

Someone has to do it…

As evening kicks in the youngsters kick off. First of all the good girls come out and strut their stuff.

Still gossiping of course...

Still gossiping of course…

And inevitably the good girls turn into the bad girls, the way of the world…

Out for some fun...

Out for some fun…

What a fantastic place! Everyone a character, and all out on the street. Couldn’t put the camera down. Loved it. If you get the chance, go.

(If you like this post, check out this one about the beautiful city)


Italian Style, on wheels…

Italians are known for their style. Now, I’m not really a clothes man, but I do like a nicely turned out car. Here in the UK heads turn for big fat protzig cars. But in Italy, well, the Fiat 500 reigns supreme. And I love it.

that's just soooooo Italy.

The 500 just has bags of character. Cheeky, funny, innocent, dinky – a hundred cute adjectives spring to mind.

wish that was my front door....

Even my daughter likes the 500, and she does 'cool'...

But it’s not just the 500. I even liked the bikes in Italy. They are made for comfort not speed, although these two have seen better days.

Everyone rides a bike, and you never forget how to. I wasn’t quick enough to catch the nun on the bike, but I got her next to her two wheeler.

Even nuns are trendy in Italy.

If you’re not a nun, then maybe you ride your bike with a mate or a girlfriend.

Groovy

Back to cars. So we all know about the expensive ones, and sure, they look fast and sleek and expensive. And red is always going to be better than yellow…

I know, boring. And of course I don't want one.

But I don’t think the Ferrari has as much character as the Fiat 500. I mean, look at the pic above. You could be anywhere, in any rich city, in any country in the world. Now look at the pic below. There is only one place in the world you could be in this picture. In an Italian city. Cortona to be exact. So my vote goes to the 500. Unsophisticated, but cool.