Ribeira Sacra, Galicia, Spain. Segundo dia.

As there were so many photos from this incredible part of the world, it ended up being divided into two. Here is the second part. A winery tour and a world of food, surprised? I didn't think so.

Windy roads, rivers and trails.

More twists and turns

Or a coloured version

The true stars of the valley.

Some other locals.

I may have borrowed these....

Albarino being made.

We stopped off for a tasting at Adega Vella a small family run winery in an unexpected setting.

Yes, it is right next to the town's cemetery.

On the recommendation of the winery family, we went to a local restaurant Meson Casa Lelo. It was fantastic! Like this fabada, which I couldn't stop spooning ladles of into my plate.

Some Razor clams.

A version of so bucco.

Some grilled fish. All was washed down with some delicious cooled local red and sparkling water.

Crossing the Sil again, and leaving Galicia for Castilla y Leon, the largest state of Spain.

The scenes remained the same, cliff faces covered by vines and the river poking up on occasions. 

But we are still on the camino.

Onwards into the dry interior we go!

Magical Muros, Galicia, Spain.

Stopping off along the coast we visited the coolest looking lighthouse, in fact I would love to buy it and make it into a B&B. All I need is someone in the Spanish government to read this and get in contact! Please.

Faro De Lariño is next to a beautiful surfing beach and an old football field, at the end of a quiet street. Since the early 2000s lighthouses in Spain have been unmanned, there have even been a couple that have been "leased" to people to start some kind of business. There are of course limitations, and it doesn't appear it would make you a fortune, but I couldn't imagine much cooler than living in a lighthouse on the coast of death in Galicia. Architecturally I like the simplicity and balance, business wise I like the flexibilities and possibilities here.

Maybe we could even have a star wars themed football team?

Stopping in Muros the market had just closed, but it looks cool.

So, with no market to see, we popped into a restaurant to get our cups of wine.

And some baby clams in butter and white wine.

Some baby squid.

All the other things I could eat, maybe?

I love this juxtaposition of crazy 70s tiles, moss and ferns.

The calm Muros harbour.

Syracuse Market, Sicily

The market is the life blood of many towns around the world. Something Warsaw had missed out on in a reality for years as the bazarek is handy but not always consistent in regards to volume, freshness, variety, protection from the elements, and the push for local goods. This is changing now, and you are really seeing people talk with pride about their own produce. A great move. In Warsaw you can find small market stalls that spring up on roadsides in summer, but they vanish again come winter, this is why I have a love of the Adelaide Central Market. A place where things have a history behind them, local is promoted and you can visit in all seasons. It set me on a path for the rest of my life. That is to seek out markets in every town I visit. Italy, is a magical place for this. The market life here is full of vigour, love, passion and quite often humour. On a "fresh" morning in Syracuse we got up a little earlier than normal to visit the market before it closed and was too flooded by people. It is certainly worth the visit, purely for the fresh fish. I think the volume and variety here is great, Trapani to me was better in one way, because it was a lot of small boat owners selling their wares. That said, the vendors here in Syracuse were great with us and our pigeon Italian but desire for good food.

Parking can be hard to find, but I don't recommend parking your hire car in the harbour.....

The local and DOC registered tomato here is sundries. I do like that it is called the Pomodoro di Pachino, makes me think "Hollywood diet" but of course that is the name of the region it is from and the one we just visited from Noto to Ispica to Syracuse

One of the tastiest things around, a blood orange. I strongly recommend them, we brought back 2kg of them!

The cutest little artichokes, I still haven't mastered the eating and cooking of these yet. Very fiddly.

One of my loves, Octopus.

We bought some of this for lunch. It was really lovely.

It is not just about the display, but that helps. These are also locally grown.

bucket of fish.

One of my favourite photos.

Cadiz town

The pretty town of Cadiz in South Western Andalucia is the destination today, alas, it is only in a photographic sense. Going through some old photos from much, much earlier this year I found I still hadn't posted everything from Spain! Wow, that was 7 months ago... lazy. So, here is Cadiz the open minded and open streeted town the oldest continually inhabited city in Spain. Christopher Columbus sailed from here on his second and fourth voyages to explore the world, and has been a maritime favourite of the Spanish navy, merchants and invaders since. Enjoy.

I love catching people who look like they are posing, but actually aren't.

The market in Cadiz is great for fresh food, especially seafood.

I guess they are the same family as mussels and oysters.....

Not edible, but pretty

wild asparagus

Boquerones some of my favourite things.

most people come for a paper cone of these little shrimps cooked fresh and really lovely, although a little salty by the time you get to the end of the cone. 

the end of the road here... or is it?