Several weeks ago, my family and I went on a trip to Lugo, Galicia for a festival (San Froilan). I don't actually remember the date, but I think it was back at the end of September. Whoops.
|on road to Lugo.|
|"O castineiro" is the chestnut roasting train in the back. And I love the man's face.|
|awful picture... but it's traditional dancing.|
|part of the city seen from an ancient Roman wall.|
|lots and lots of people for the festival|
|"gaiteros" or bagpipers are in the lights|
|puplo / octopus|
|again terrible picture, but it's the Roman wall.|
Okay, moving on. These next photos are not in an particular order, some are more recent than others.
"Park of the Senses- finca de briz
I closed my eyes and imagined a magical place where I was transported by soft waves of my land, where the trees spokes of the smiles of chiles, the waters whisered love stories, and the stones hide the pulse of a people. I opened my eyes, and began to work on this dream. I invite you to enter and enjoy it with me."
(more or less the translation).
|Lifelike Portrait of Amy by Elba, age 5 (my niece and nephews aren't shy around me any more, which is really helps me feel like part of the family)|
|Public transportation = boat from my mom's work to Vigo for Julia's birthday october 22|
|Marin by night|
|wild horses on a mountain|
|View of Vigo (i'll never get tired of the lanscapes here)|