There is a relationship between the ceramic products and the road construction method of Calalonia that I haven't quite figured out yet. The region has a thriving ceramic goods industry d during three days of walking on local irt / gravel tracks, we hare seen ceramic shards along every route. Red blue, white glazed chunks are mixed in with the road matrix, even along seldom used rough side tracks. There must be some method of product recycling that I can't fathom, but I imagine some Johnny Appleseed like character with a bag of ceramic chips over his shoulder, scattering chips over the entire region.
The last two days have been spent walking through farmlands and wooded areas of the gentle rolling plain extending to the coast. Rising above the fields are small villages, originally built as fortified hill towns. Some with remains of a moat; all with defensive walls, a castle, and an ancient church. These days, they also have post cards and ice cream and we are thankful. I write this in the village of Begur, which is near the coast. My hotel is near the center of the old part of town, which puts it right next to the church. That means bells chiming on the quarter hour all night long.
The last two days have been spent walking through farmlands and wooded areas of the gentle rolling plain extending to the coast. Rising above the fields are small villages, originally built as fortified hill towns. Some with remains of a moat; all with defensive walls, a castle, and an ancient church. These days, they also have post cards and ice cream and we are thankful. I write this in the village of Begur, which is near the coast. My hotel is near the center of the old part of town, which puts it right next to the church. That means bells chiming on the quarter hour all night long.
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