Landscape, Inscape

After several days travelling, and a couple more days to recover from travelling, we are settled at last in San José, the Cabo de Gata.

The journey seemed more of an ordeal this year, although I don’t know why since the ferry crossing was painless and we took a two night break in La Cabrera, just north of Madrid.

Crossing the Bay of Biscay, I couldn’t help feeling a little sad, even if it was contrary of me, that in this world of satellite and instant communication, we are always in touch - through Facebook, email, WhatsApp. The world has become so much smaller and lost some of its mystery.

I have this romantic idea of travelling as being neither here nor there, totally inaccessible, somewhere imbetween, outside the world we know and the world to come. 

It is a place of infinite possibilities because we could always change our minds, go to another destination, never arrive, leaving those expecting us puzzled and bewildered.  We could disappear through a portal to somewhere beyond, like death itself, destination unknown.

La Cabrera was beautiful, the jagged Pico de Miel hills are like peaks from a folktale, the creation of someone’s vivid imagination.

We have been lucky as we left London only just in time, now it is covered in snow! We left La Cabrera and northern Spain only just in time as well, as they have been lashed with torrential rain and gale-force winds. Even here we had strong winds and some rain yesterday, but today the sky is a cloudless blue once more.