Lynda

The city hums with a quiet energy, its streets lined with red brick buildings and the scent of coffee drifting from cozy cafés. I wandered through a market where artisans displayed handmade wares, each piece telling a story. A local shared a tale about the old lighthouse that once guided ships, now a symbol of the town's enduring spirit. There’s a warmth in the people, a sense of community that feels genuine. It’s not loud or flashy, but there’s something deeply comforting about it. I left with a notebook full of sketches and a heart full of quiet memories.