Day in Léon

On the first day we made our way through the rain to the cathedral. It was damp and musty inside and, although there was hardly any light, specks of vivid color pierced the gloom and stretched up and up, indicating just how high the ceiling was. A church with the soul of a kaleidoscope.

During our wandering we saw a stork padding his nest on top of an old column.

Later in the day we had an agua con gaz in a bar hung with bloody pictures of Christ illuminated by the blue glow of a TV set showing scantily clad women on MTV Europe.