The first sighting of land after leaving America, crossing the Atlantic for several hours. Flying over Galicia' s Costa do Morte on a clear summer afternoon.
Land of forged iron and stone, castles and open fields, wide blue skies and winter starry nights.
Soria's damn, nested among pinetree forests.
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We spent September 10th at El Burgo de Osma, having lunch and enjoying its sights and people.
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