The heart of the city
Vegueta is home. I can go into great detail about its history, buildings and features, but I see it in a different way. This is where we live, where we see the people we know, where we understand the changes, its history, where it has been, and the uncertainty about the future.
The buildings, the market, all the plazas and churches say something different at night, when the tourists are gone, the people rest, and only the old stones tell me of a different history that is getting lost over time.
