Windsor Santiago de Compostela

The other two tours in Madeira and Lanzzarrotte we planned well in advance, but the trip to Santiago de Compostela was a last minute decision based on the recommendation of the two couples who we had the pleasure of dining with on the cruise. I'm glad we decided to go. It was quite a long drive, but well worth the effort. We walked around the oldest part of the town where the ...

... 8220;perros y gatos”, a full flight, seats
that crunched up against one’s knees, waves of claustrophobia coming and going
AND a nice bumpy flight on the climb up.
By the time we got to Barcelona, all was clear and the weather was about
10 degrees warmer!

The highlight yesterday, though, had to be 1) mass at the cathedral and 2) a tour of the
cathedral palace and a walk on the roof of the cathedral ...

We travelled through thick fog over and through the mountains on typically heroic Spanish roads. They cut through mountains and build viaducts over the valleys. We drove through and around weary looking Pilgrims to our campsite which was on the Camino de Santiago. It was closed. After some interesting encounters with some locals, one old man practically ran away when asked for directions, we found this camp site.

The centre ...

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Sitting in a restaurant waiting for our pizzas - we are all done with bocadillos - dry, dry bread with slices of cheese and dried out ham. Sorry to say I forgot my hat two nights ago but we ended up at a albergue off the track which was a piece of heaven. The bunk beds which I have a permanent bruise on the top of my head from, were quite comfortable, complete with sheets and ...

... Brazilian mafia-affiliated club, where he notices our hesitance and tries to convince us to just come in and have a drink at his table. At that exact moment, the other girls call, and I sprint up to the plaza and drag them down to the club, where Maureen and the guy are still standing. The presence of 6 other girls makes us feel much more safe, and now the guy has no choice but to take all of us in (In Spain, it is expected that the person who does the ...

... than it sounds (as it always is with them), because one place was too crowded, another too expensive, another didn't have good looking wines, and so on. Finally, we settled on a table in the back of a restaurant, where I got a bowl of Galician "caldo", a delicious soup made with spinach and white beans typical of the region, and we split a bottle of white wine. By the time we finished there, it was around 1am and my leg hurt, so Maureen, Liz and I headed back to the hostel.

... or our family or our ideas by dealing with the threat one way or another. The story is well enough known - how the ancient Jewish and Roman leaders saw Jesus' leadership and teaching of love as a threat to be destroyed. The conspiracies, the last meal, the betrayal, the trial...all memorable scenes in themselves. Then, when all was said and all was done, love could not protect itself and dies. But the story doesn't ...

... a bit spicy, grilled or deep-fried and served with olive oil and sea salt over them. Fabulous. Her main dish was a seafood salpicon--a melange of freshly cooked fish and seafood of several varieties, in small pieces, combined with red pimiento, onion, cooked egg white, olive oil and sea salt, served cold. My mouth was, and is, watering. Oh, and a very good, older than we have been drinking, 2005, Rebiero wine. Ciao, Dick and Sue

Any attempt of mine to articulate the beauty of Santiago de Compostela will fall short of the mark, so here's a succinct description of it instead. The old town in the centre of the city has buildings dating back to the 10th century and is a historians dream. In some respects it reminded me of London, perhaps because it rained three out of the four the days I was there. The streets are a maze of "pedestrianized", narrow, stone walkways; the ...

... peanuts and a couple of muesli bars. As soon as we lay down on the path, we are disturbed by two groups of bikers. Continue in hot, sunny conditions, along the side, and round the end of the runway of Santiago's airport, with the path following, and then crossing, a major road intersection, still with no sign of food. Finally come to the small village of San Paio, where there is a smart-looking restaurant with some locals, and a LARGE group of Spanish walkers, and ...