Sunday, the day meant for living

Sunday...

Sunday is the day of resting, meeting up with loving ones, eating with family and friends, going for a long walk, travelling to near destinations, riding a bicycle for recreation, fishing, playing with the pets, cooking delicacies, swimming, or in other words Sunday is the day meant for living.

Today is the day that the city is quiet. The streets are empty. Traffic lights are becoming green, red and then green again with nearly no one waiting for them. But despite the fact that there is no traffic, the city is alive! 

It may be silent but not dead! 

Suddenly you see people everywhere. These people, who usually would be at work, are outside. They are enjoying themselves. When you cross paths with a stranger, he will wave and say hello. 

At 11:30 I went for a simple ride. I took a few pictures.

This is Volos port. It is the part where the sailboats and the fish boats are tied. We expect rain today, thus big clouds are everywhere in the sky.

A traditional fish boat. 

A grandfather with his grandson. 

The little boy asks his grandpa about the boats and the sea. Everyone can definitely tell how much love the grandfather has towards his grandson when you hear him answer to the kid.

At work days and early in the morning this spot is filled with people who come to purchase fresh fish from the fishermen. The building in the right is the city hall. (I will dedicate a post to it in the future.)

These two buildings are the old and the new customs office. This is where all the imported goods that arrive with boats are checked and their duties are collected.

In the far is the industrial port. You can slightly notice the cranes that load and unload the boats. 

After taking these pictures, when I was starting to head back home, a 75 year old man warned me about stray dogs ahead that bark to cyclists. I thanked him and wished him to have a good day. 

After arriving to the spot where the stray dogs were - I counted eight - I smiled, as everyone is much more polite when it is Sunday. 

How do you like to spend Sunday mornings?