Getting out of the truck, a fisherman welcomed us to his nice beach – if we were here for swimming? He told, that he and he colleagues were out there fishing every day. The water was brown, the smell indescribable. If they are also fishing shit? Well, sometimes they had nasty things in their nets, yes. He brought us to the source of “pooh-pooh”, and Stefan filmed the smelly, brown liquid going into the sea. All of a sudden, a fierce looking man, accompanied by 2 other men with big muscles appeared and shouted at us: we need permission of the mayor to film here, he knows were the material ends up, it will be in TV and in the internet and he will have trouble. We should delete our material.
I was collecting water sachets all the time and told him, that we are only collecting trash to make recycling art. I showed my collection, which confused him completely, and he let us go. He had a big car, and the fisherman said, this is big brother, making big money out of pooh-pooh.
Stefan took our fisherman to a place hidden between bricks and made an interview: many of the fishermen´s children are sick all the time, because the fish is poisoned. They went to the mayor to complain, but the mayor told them to wait, things will become better. They are running out of money, because the doctors are expensive. They don´t know where to go, and there seems to be no help.
We went back to the tourist beach to eat, but we will never eat fish again in this area, nor swim in the sea, with the “pooh-pooh-beach” only 2 km away from the posh tourist hotels with their expensive, “clean” beaches.
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