Where it started and ended: Vigo and Islas Cies.

We didn't eat here- but maybe we should have...

We didn’t eat here- but maybe we should have…

For the millionth time (feels like it anyways), Don Quijote truly lead me to Spain by way of a teacher from Vigo. After almost 2 years had flown by of me living in Spain I made it to Vigo and the precious Islas Cies, voted the most beautiful beach in the world a few years back. We didn’t have much planned to do around the city of Vigo since we were going to stay overnight on the island, but I had to make sure and eat some pulpo. I take recommendations adventure and travel pretty seriously, and If i’m in the place that is known for octopus why would I eat anything else? It would be like eating a hamburger in Valencia when you could be eating paella in its birth place. Duh!

Pulpo- Octopus. Always try new things.

Pulpo- Octopus. Always try new things.

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A little gallego and sweetness

A little gallego and sweetness

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After a brief walk around of the city we got  tickets for our little ferry ride over to the island. The boat photographed below is what we did not take 🙂 I forgot to snap a picture of our actual ride, but since we were going just before the start of high season the numbers and importance weren’t great enough to offer that kind of luxury. For June it was pretty cool and we had our fingers, toes, eyes, and legs crossed that it wouldn’t rain the one night we decided to go camping on an island.

Waiting to head to the Islas but this wasn't our boat

Waiting to head to the Islas

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Not the perfect day, but at least it didn't rain the whole time.....

Not the perfect day, but at least it didn’t rain the whole time…..

The Island having been voted most beautiful held a lot of promise. The truth is that I consider many things more beautiful than this island, but the special part is that it is well conserved and anything you come with you leave with- yes all the garbage from the snacks you brought goes  back to the mainland with you. Even though we saw some jerks leave a can of coke or beer. Either way, really?

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Just the old hike with a fringe purse look!

Seagulls. Creepy and very watchful of their babies

Seagulls. Creepy and very watchful of their babies

Since it wasn’t exactly sun bathing weather 😦 we had little to do besides take some walks and explore the farthest ends of the island. We made our trek up to the lighthouse which was a good workout and a good experience in seeing how territorial seagulls are. It seemed to be the season of having sea gull babies- whatever their special name is- so we had to tip toe by them on a narrow path that held jagged rocks as our option to fall over onto.

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Made it to the top to see the lighthouse.

Made it to the top to see the lighthouse.

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We had flipped open our tent and puffed our air mattress ready to settle in for a cozy nights sleep. Alas, it was freezing and raining so this is a reason that in real life I do not typically choose to go camping. But this was fake awesome Spain life, and even though we suffered and shivered our way to the morning it was a unique experience so we can just check it off the list and not go back unless Galicia decides to become a non rainy place jajajajajaja.

Waking up sore, cold and probably pretty dirty, it was almost beyond perfect that our next stop was Santiago de Compostela. We would look just like the peregrinos that had walked on foot for kilometers on end when really we had driven.  I was ready to light all the candles possible in honor of my somewhat spiritual Spanish journey, so after a quick rinse in the mall bathroom we were off.

besos!

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