When was the last time I woke up to the sounds of cows mooing and roosters crowing? Too long ago for me to remember, I suppose.
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| This was one of the culprits! |
Honestly, the mooing was so loud, it felt as though the cattle were right beneath the window, but they were in a farm across the road. All right, time to get out and about, say hello to the animals, and see what I could find for breakfast.
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| Baa baa white sheep... |
Boy, this is a change. Misty mountains in the distance protect their valleys between them, the sun slowly warming up the crisp air; it's almost 10 am and the main road was still deserted. The whole town felt deserted. I walked down the road, heading towards the centre.
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| A hut with the Picos de Europa in the background |
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| Almost looks oriental... |
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| Main road still deserted at 10am |
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| Sexy valley |
There were a handful of shops, bars, restaurants, and a couple of small supermarkets. I went into one of them, got some stuff from the small selection, and headed back to the apartment to have some breakfast before heading for that distance in the photos...
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