Travel Europe Bitacora 2024

My Galician journey (Third Post – Family)

There is nothing more special than to visit with folks you know -family- in a distant place and have them receive you as if you were at home, make you feel comfortable and shower you with affection and joy. It makes the travel experience much more enriching and enjoyable. This is what is happening to me in Pontevedra, Galicia.

On my third day in Europe I arrived at my destination, a hotel in La Lanzada, Sanxenxo, one of the most beautiful beaches in the world for me. I was invited to the 35th anniversary celebration of my cousin, Beatriz Fernandez and her husband Tino. It was celebrated at the ‘Pazo de Señorans’, originally a 16th century manor house, restored & refurbished to its former glory. There are many ‘Pazos’ or old-time country homes in this part of Galicia.

My journey to Galicia (Second Post – Nazare, Portugal)

My first night in Europe was spent in Nazare, on my way up the northern Portuguese coast. I rented a car at Lisbon airport and took about 2 hours to wind my way north toward Galicia. Nazare is famous for having the best surfing in all of Europe. It is nestled between two cliffs which provide a deep underwater chasm that churns out the energy to create the mammoth waves. While I was there the ocean was more placid (in season for surfers is in the winter), but I could tell by the way the waves broke on shore that this was indeed a special place for surfing.

A trip to Galicia Sueiro’s Travelogue 2024 (first post)

I have embarked on a fascinating journey into my past and the heritage of the ancestors who shaped me. I am travelling by land up the cost of Portugal to my homeland of Galicia where both of my parents were born. I will be staying there for the next 20 days.

My mother comes from a long line of teachers, writers, doctors and small-town bourgeoisie intellectuals who fled the Spanish Civil War to end up in New York City where I was born. My father was the son of a Captain of the docks in what was then a small fishing village, Sanxenxo, which has now become a beach resort of some consequence. My grandfather, who I never met, was also the accordion player in the municipal band -of some prominence in his little village at that time!

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