I have ages before I have to be anywhere, so on Monday I left Santiago and headed for the coast. I’m sure the rain helped with this, but the enchanted forest feeling out here just gets more and more dramatic. I stayed at an albergue that was, upon my
Early morning on the way out of Melide. Some charmingly overgrown buildings. Guarding his misty field. In addition to running up to greet me, this guy bestowed upon me the purest expression of feline affection: the parting ankle-swipe. Another Galacian pastoral tableau. It’s hard to tell without an obvious
Triacastela's church. If you look under the alcove in the middle section you will see shallow relieves of the no-longer-present castles. A defunct fountain in the woods on the way out of Triacastela. Passing through Sarria is something of a milestone, as it means you are in the
I ended up hanging out with a lot of black cats in Molinaseca. This guy was lounging outside my albergue, and was happy to get pets despite clearly being an inveterate scrapper. The smaller cat in this image was hanging out by my chair, enjoying the occasional scritch, while I
Some early morning shots of Santa Maria de Astorga. (Audrey Hepburn on a fire escape with a weird head-wrap) Carrot cake from a cafe in (I believe) Santa Colomba de Somoza. A basking cat on the way out of town. A church in Rabanal del Camino. I was going to