The Monumental Hotel of San Francisco lived up to its name
Nice find down the end of an alley
My black rice with cuttlefish and prawns. Yum!
The cathedral itself differed a bit from the usual Spanish ones we have seen. It is granite and growing lichen, so rather forbidding in appearance and is approached by a huge plaza and then several sets of stairs leading up the the entrance. Inside, the Glory Portico was covered for repairs so we couldn’t see it. It is supposed to be very beautiful.
Cathedral facade with steps up in front
Detail of the lichened facade; just a tad overdone
Another cathedral entrance and bell tower
Massive plaza fronting the cathedral
Pretty horse fountain
Cloister and stepped tower of the cathedra
A rather poor photo of the gold altar, taken down the main nave
and through the trumpets of the organ
The lesser censer
Pretty door to the museum
St Iago himself
Figures of the legendary “Three Maries” who supposedly travelled to France after the death of Christ
We did warm to Santiago somewhat, but it still had a grandiosity that we found less appealing than the other Spanish cathedral towns we had visited. I guess if we had walked the Camino it would have seemed a treasure at the end of difficult and demanding days, weeks or months. Certainly many of the pilgrims were expressing joy and wonder at what they had achieved.
Next stop: Madrid