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We enjoyed the atmosphere of celebration and relaxation that filled the streets of this odd and charming city of Santiago de Compostela. The Hostal dos Reis Católicos, which was originally build as hospital and housing for the tired pilgrims, who had walked the Camino, now — tellingly — had become the most expensive Parador hotel in town. We stayed in more humble accommodations on Porta da Peña close to all the lovely bars, cafés and restaurants, where we reveled in the splendid food like octopus cooked in the Galician style and scallops served in shells. One night after dinner we stumbled upon a fantastic heavy metal bar, where we drank whisky with Red Bull and looked at the imaginative decor … until the place was closed down by the police. Next day we stayed in bed almost all day watching “Yes, Minister” and other BBC-programs on the iPad, until we had to crawl out to see the rest of the beautiful city — including the wonderful cabinet of curiosities in the monestary San Martiño Pinario, which inter alia contained a collection of hummingbirds and a stuffed sloth.