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Up in Galicia and return

(I beg your pardon in advance for the formatting of this post, but I find it difficult to insert English characters and it messes me all.)

Dear readers and affectionate (but was still anyone?), here I am back from a week in Galicia. Yes, I know you did not write for two months, but I was only in Galicia last week. The rest was laziness. : P What about
, travel savings (at the end but not too) on the road, with an average of 600km per day (though in fact 1100 was the first day and the last, and the remaining split in half). Exhausting journey but it was worth it, because I saw so many fantastic places.
Galicia, in a sense, reminds me 'Scotland: wilderness and deserts, windy and rainy weather (at least during the week when there was me).
In reality it is difficult to describe a week's vacation in one post, so I'll just write what comes into my head.

In those seven days I have seen
- San Sebasti án, indeed, Donostia (the Basque country of transit) and his beautiful fireworks
- fantastic beaches, Dick, all free (not like in Liguria you pay just to look at them) and with ample parking;
- The Coast Death and its lights (awesome show);
- Santiago de Compostela, Finisterre and many pilgrims in the middle;
- A CORU Na
- a ' friend had not seen for years;
- Pontevedra and its beautiful historical center;
- millemila h ó rreos;
- octopus Paul anywhere and everywhere;
- lots of cows!;
- Playa de las Catedrales (massive);
- the ritual of Queimada (Luuuumeeee!).

I ate pulpo a feira , tapas and seafood in every possible way.
I met very nice people and helpful.
I learned two words in gallego.
I left the impression of sitting on the seat of the car by way 'of the shroud.

I would say that things I've done.

A CORU Ña . Torre de Hércules.

Costa da Morte.

Beach.

Cabo Fisterra.

Pulpo a feira.

H ó rreo.