walking though the more residential parts. No extravagant life styles here,
small simple homes, many in disrepair and you couldn't imagine what it must
be like in the middle of winter, when everything is covered in snow.
So glad that we decided to walk that little further as we came to the
village cemetery. No headstones, just a mass of timber white crosses,
simply inscribed with names and dates. Each of the graves decorated with
plastic flowers for an everlasting display of colour. At the head of the
cemetery one single cross towers over all the others and overlooks the
beautiful bay in front.
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