The fisherman.
Posted by Gesa Neitzel on Sep 8th, 2012 in Begegnungen, Europa, Irland, People from the road, Reisen
I met the fisherman in a small village next to the Irish sea, where shops close early and phone reception is rare. Let’s call him Tristan, for I don’t remember his real name. Tristan was from France. At 25 years of age, just like myself, he decided to leave his hometown on the French coast and move to Ireland. ” …
