Put Nelson in the driver’s seat of a rental car in a foreign country and he instantly goes native — intuitively navigating their signs and flying down their narrow cobblestone streets.
Me? I think all the signs look like one-ways and do-not-enters. Mid-roundabout, I look up and see the speed limit signs encircled in red and scream “We’re going the wrong way!!”.
Good thing the Fiat doesn’t have an eject button or I’d still be in A Coruña…
But I have to say it’s been wonderful to have a car to explore this part of Spain. All the little villages and even the good-sized towns would be hard to get to by train or bus. And though it’s my preferred mode of transport, we don’t have enough time to walk to them all.
If only I can survive the roundabouts.
Rosemont Place 
What a wonderful location to be a lighthouse docent speaking English (No hablo Espanol. Gracias).
I’m loving your blog posts.
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please keep the blog going. this may be the only way I’m getting back to Spain. have a great time. Hi Nelson.
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i agree i think Vicki should have a stint in that light house!! been so busy i haven’t had a chance to read much, but i just caught up with your fabulous adventures, love the photos of the people coming through that alone tells the story! (i do agree the bronze statue is slightly disturbing :)) one day i will have to do el camino, walking is in my blood! xox
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