Though maybe I'd avoid it in peak season next year as it is a 'holy' year when they open the big doors into the square and you can get a full papal absolution, on request, apparently and without having to have done the hard slog either!
But, less seriously I also reckon we all have alternative nationalities based on what we really like / are and maybe I'm actually Galician :
The pastries are lots like the french ones just bigger and not as neat and tidy
They do bagpipes and proper seafood (not that tiny med stuff full of bones which is just too fidddly.)
Smoked bacon, salami, Chorizo, decent beer and wine.
Hills and friendly, to a point, with strangers.
Coffee that is 'getting there' but available in even the meanest hamlet and better than Starbucks at a quarter of the price , shops with staff and that look like the one in the 2 Ronnies 4 candles sketch.
Bread that is just 'fantastico', decent hot chocolate, which is made great with a local brandy.
They have a history the rest of Spain, and the rest of the world, has latched onto.
They have black pudding, but there again so does Lancashire.
Hills, trees, rivers, sun, they play rugby and know they are the best bit of Spain and did I mention, hills, trees, rivers, castles, scenery to die for but above all they eat late and well and lots...... !
Hmmm - next they'll claim to have invented TV.
Buen Camino
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