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We travelled from Santiago along the coast stopping at a lighthouse with fabulous views of the coast. This town is mostly a holiday destination. We tried the pintos of jambon (prosuito) & tomato, the ham in Spain is fabulous. Our tour around Oviedo included a church, San Julien de los Prados, with pre Roman frescos, about 30% are were original & untouched. A bit sad really that they are not protected in some way, as there are tours daily & it is beside a highway, I ...
... and then. The funny thing was every time we get close to a cape, strong gust come with big swell and breaking waves which made us a little uncomfortable; then as soon as we pass the wind drops and sea calms a little as if it was trying to tell us something?!? The most amazing scene was just before entering the bay of Gijon, this long fish jumped out of the wave then dived into another! Perhaps that was the welcome ...
Asturias; Part 2: 2 Night Stay
The second place we stayed was at a man called Pepin's house. The house is a restored 18th century farm house. Pepin had restored the house into three smaller apartments, we stayed in one of them for 2 nights. There was lots of people staying in apartments like ours near our house, and there were quite a few kids in the other apartments. There was a massive shared ...
... this crazy journey. I passed out on the bus, excited to return home but dreading the long trip that lay ahead of me. My last night was perfect except that it was missing luke and Zak, my two loves. Zak is someone I am sure I will see again but Luke I may very well never see again. It's hard and I do miss them, but it's a part of life accepting that sometimes people are only meant to make small appearances in life to teach you something and then in a moment they are gone. ...
... 8221; (for want of a
better word) a rather awkard night with the swell rolling in ever so
gently which reminded us of Alderney and Dale (Pembrokeshire) where
we would roll and come to an abrupt halt with a squeak of the ropes
and the rub of the fenders against the pontoon (except in Alderney
where there was no pontoon just an abrupt halt). At least we got a
decent sail in the day before and did not have to pay for the berth.