Galicia and this town in particular is famous for its pulpo (octopus), so I had to find a Pulparia and try some. Just before we ate, we were surprised to see two pilgrims leading three horses:
So, now we've seen pilgrims with a donkey, dogs and now horses. These guys walked right through the centre of the city and none of the locals paid them any attention.
On to the eight legged critter. Pulpo is boiled, then cut up with scissors into bite-sized chunks:
They serve it on wooden plates with some olive oil, paprika, rock salt and toothpicks:
It was tasty, almost like lobster but chewier:
The place was interesting. Just plain wooden benches and lousy service:
Back to our walk... we passed many of these storage sheds, at least that's what we think they are: vermin-free places to store grain etc:
And we enjoyed encountering more people doing their chores, including our first woman herding cows:
A very small man with a big load of hay, or possibly bean plants:
A small plot gardener:
A welcoming fountain:
And, finally, forests of eucalyptus trees. Our guidebook had talked about them, but it took a while (and some help from our Australian friend, Rebecca, to identify them. They seem to be planted, often alongside pine, and both have a refreshing smell:
Younger eucalyptus:
Finally a few shots from the city of Melide:
And bricklayers at work, in the city of Melide:
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