Hola, La Coruña!
Within two hours we are tied up in the
After a rough night we've been able to enjoy the last protected stretch in warm, calm waters, just a slight breeze as the sky lightens. Soft grey-green hills appear out of the darkness on the horizon. Then the sun rises from behind the hills. Cool becomes hot. We navigate into the harbor; it's Sunday morning and the church bells are ringing. Really. The waterfront: palm trees, flowering bushes, wide, stone walkways, tall, white balconied buildings. And a steaming morning haze.
We heave all the wet gear and bedding over the boom and railings. Hit the showers! Old sailor friends from Swedish "
A day of rest and recovery, early to bed.
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