Monday, May 21, 2012

To laugh like a brook when it trips and falls

Over stones, on its way...
The land here is beautiful-- we saw many vineyards, and lots of roses, the homes are beautiful, although there are many old stone and mixed adobe , wood and stone houses falling into ruin. There are lots of village fountains, and great water--- de grifo-- from The tap. I want to build community swimming pools, with airplane hangar-type roofs, with solar panels, and American gym-type showers! The ones here are those hand- held hose-showers, awkward and not stable, and the drains and floors are badly made--- too slippery, small, cramped-- without good doors to keep floors from getting wet and slippery. I also miss big towels! I think community pools for swimming would be great-- in some towns there is gym equipment in the parks-- and the magazines often have headlines about trying to lose weight. There is also a problem with trash now; way too much plastic. Today we climb the last mountain, to o'Cebreiro.

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