Time it was and what a time it was, it was
A time of innocence, a time of confidences
Long ago, it must be, I have a photograph
Preserve your memories, they’re all that’s left you.
(Bookends, Simon & Garfunkel)
Guardia Marina Riquelme
After lunch in Mercado central we walk into the less representative part west of the Autoroute 5 running through Santiago. Cecile & Ronni are born, their family has lived here for many years. Passing the church Santa Ana and the metro station Santa Ana we approach Guardia Marina Riquelme.
Calle Santo Domingo:
Nowaday it is run down. Many houses are broken and unoccupied. Few drunken lads lie on the pavement and try to speak to us. But we just ignore them.
