Salas

I am staying in a place called Salas, a tiny town over 1000 years old. Each house on my street has a wine cellar under their basement. All the wine cellars are connected by what appears to be tiny hand dug tunnels just larget enough to squeeze through. At one point there was a large castle, parts of it still exist, but it has been broken up and absorbed into separate buildings. Churches are always scary, notice my shadow.

There were so many birds.

This is behind the bakery.

This is where I am living, the building with the deck, I am on the top floor.

My lovely room....

.... which includes a view!