bar na cle (barn’ne kel) n. a saltwater shellfish that attaches itself to rocks, ship bottoms, etc. {Webster’s New World Dictionary} In Spanish — percebes. For a quick, easy read on gooseneck barnacles here is a link to the Chow.com … Continue reading →
The entire day of Monday, June 4th was dedicated to Santiago. There is much written in guidebooks about this town, so I’ll just share some of our impressions. The 5 euro for the museum is a good value. We especially … Continue reading →
While visiting the churchyard for the Lira horreo, we noticed a small graveyard off in a corner. It was in a depressed corner of the churchyard, so you couldn’t see it until you walked down there. How sad. As we … Continue reading →
When we left Fisterra, we white-roaded our way back so we could drive through the twin towns of Lira & Carnota. I wanted to see the dualing Horreos. Horreos are unusual and unique in Spain to Galicia. They are graineries … Continue reading →
We decided that on our first day of exploring we would accomplish one of our traditional ‘must-dos’. I have this thing about getting to the furthest point of any coast we’re visiting. I really have no explanation. I just feel … Continue reading →
I’m not going to say much here. Just let the photos speak for themselves. These were the dinners we enjoyed for five of the six nights we spent at Casa Perfuto Maria. I’ve thrown in a picture of breakfast as … Continue reading →
First let me say that we really do subscribe to Pauline’s definition of Slow Travel. It is just that sometimes, concentric circles just aren’t very concentric, or very circular for that matter. Sometimes, they end up looking more like a … Continue reading →
One thing we noticed as we drove through Galicia is how clean it was. The people were all out sweeping streets. Buildings were in good repair. The houses are either painted a variety of colors, or many of them have … Continue reading →
The excellent and aptly named website: Secretplaces.com, even with its wonderful descriptions and beautiful pictures, didn’t prepare us for the reality of Casa Perfeuto Maria in the tiny hamlet of Cabana Mauro; which is 10K north of Serra de Outes; … Continue reading →
I tend to develop a photographic obsession unique to each trip we take. To only name a few, I’ve worked my way through door knockers, road signs, street dogs, & vegetable stands. In Galicia it was horreos. As we crossed … Continue reading →