May 9, The Dogs of La Pesca
There are eight homeless stray dogs who scavenge the beach at La Pesca. All are malnourished, especially the females, whose shriveled teats bear testimony to litter recently spawned and lost.  One has a broken leg, another goes into automatic submission at any sign of affection, rolling over on his back with stomach exposed.  With no tourists at the beach, they lurk near our campsite, waiting for a scrap, ribs jutting out with mournful eyes.

It will be sad to leave La Pesca, with its powder soft sand and jade water yielding to emerald then azure. With no tourists, it has a natural pristine feeling, cluttered with driftwood trunks and the detritus of the waves.  It is not so much by the sea as of the sea.