The sun dips just behind the houses of the city, which borders to the bay. The bay over which I stare used to be one of the ports from the time when the Venetians still ruled the areas around the Mediterranean Sea. The calming clatter of the murmuring sea against the edges of the bay gives a certain tranquility to the edge of the noisy city. Walkers shuffling along the bay are looking for a good restaurant at this time of day.
