The small town of San Antonio might be just a stones throw away from Vila Real and Portugal across the estuary of the Rio Gaudiana River but it felt like somewhere from another time and different continent. The comparitively neat nearby Algarve resorts with their tidy seafronts and flowerbeds seemed rather British like Worthing or Torquay compared with this sleepy dusty place that looked like it had once been the set of some Spaghetti Western. As part of the EU Spain has changed a great deal since this view was taken in 1984 and I expect the whole area is now covered in concrete and tall apartments to house a new affluent generation moving out from Ayamonte. No doubt first impressions are misleading as on this day I just sailed in for an hour to photograph some different looking buses and of course those dark Spanish girls who look like something out of a Picasso or Dali Painting, but in a way of course I hope this sleepy place is still very much the way it was.
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