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| The port |
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| Getting ready to play the Gaitas |
There was a festival on when I reached this town in Asturias. It was dedicated to Carmen who seemed to be a version of the Blessed Virgin. It goes on for a whole week. The morning procession had already taken place when I arrived but still on the pavements were designs and pictures formed out of many beads and seeds that must have taken hours to form.
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| My morning view |
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