PLASTIC SEA
One day, a young West-African man arrived in Campo de Nijar, a greenhouse area in Almeria, with the goal of bringing his wife to Europe. They married in Bamako right before his departure. As she waited back home excited for news 24/7, he survived the Sahara and the Mediterranean and ended up in the plastic sea with a firm purpose in mind: to get as much undeclared work as possible hpping to get a contract sooner or later, and then then resident card and a EU visa for his loved one. But such process generally gets lengthy, often thorny. Regarding this case, five long years enduring poor housing conditions, environmental misery and a community life damaged by racism and xenophobia leave this young man with the impression that, even with the papers already in hand, his ultimate goal of finding a decent habitat to raise a family still is way beyond reach.
