The old fisherman's gaze lingered on the bay; feasting on clear turquoise waters, shimmering in the warm afternoon sun, blue skies with just a few feathery clouds sailing across them; on majestic green mountains rising in the background. Then he smiled.

"This is the place" he said, "where the fathers of my fathers chose to live. Here, I can find the best things in life. Why should I go somewhere else?"