Muxia? Well, Of Course!

[scruffy1]

Muxia is the church on the windswept rock formations, is the guest house of Begonia, is the Muxia document, it's own 0-kilometer milestone, but do beware of the Aguardiente consumed in quantity in the bars during football matches. A potentially fatal form of grappa! About three kilometers out from Muxia may be found the Church of San Julian de Moraime, a 12th century JEWEL of a church usually closed, locked, appearing abandoned. I was "lucky" others perhaps not so much since on my approach the bell was ringing and thinking I might be late for the mass hurried on and into the church...to find a funeral in process. I was graciously received despite my appearance-5 weeks on the Camino does not enhance your haberdashery nor your tonsorial virtues The church is amazing, exterior and interior, and when all the mourners left I was left alone to my own devices and to enjoy the special atmosphere there. A flustered acolyte later returned to the church when they realized it was left open and after politely answering my questions in Spanglish politely showed me the door. Worth a visit even for only the exterior.

 

[peregrina2000]

Oh you hit the jackpot. So lucky to get inside!!! I’ve been past at least three times, and it’s always been locked up tight. But you are right, the exterior is also beautiful. That’s a great shot you took by the way, you must have some sort of special lens or something.

 

[pelerine]

Lovely photos! Thank you, both of you!

 

[scruffy1]

Oh you hit the jackpot. So lucky to get inside!!! I’ve been past at least three times, and it’s always been locked up tight. But you are right, the exterior is also beautiful. That’s a great shot you took by the way, you must have some sort of special lens or something.

Lucky? Well yes but somebody had to die first. It only sank in later.

 

[peregrina2000]

Lucky? Well yes but somebody had to die first. It only sank in later.

Well I was also going to say that we all will die, and there is something nice about having the coincidence of a moment of appreciating beauty at the same time others are mourning the end of a loved one's life. Life goes on, life is for the living, etc. But I know what you mean, it probably felt weird.