Man, what a day! I’m a forester, right? So, I’m used to chillin’ in the woods, surrounded by trees and birds. But today? Today was a whole different beast. I rolled into Lugo, and let me tell ya, it was like stepping into a whirlwind of chaos.
First off, I parked my truck on Calle de la Reina. Thought I’d grab a coffee at this cute little café, Café de la Plaza. You know, just a simple start. But nah, the barista was like, “We’re outta coffee.” Outta coffee?! In a café?! I mean, c’mon! So, I settled for a hot chocolate. Not the same vibe, but whatever.
Then I hit the streets. Lugo’s got this ancient wall, right? The Muralla Romana. It’s like, super old and all that. I’m walking around, and I’m just amazed. I mean, I’m a forester, I love nature, but history? That’s a whole different kind of beauty. I’m snapping pics like a tourist. I felt like a kid in a candy store.
But then, BAM! I trip over a cobblestone on Ronda da Muralla. Seriously? Who thought it was a good idea to make streets like a medieval obstacle course? I’m sprawled out, looking like a fool. A couple of locals chuckle. I just laugh it off, but inside, I’m like, “Great, now I’m the clumsy forester.”
After that, I decided to check out the Mercado Municipal. Fresh produce, local goodies, you know? I’m wandering around, and I spot this stall selling chorizo. My mouth waters. I’m like, “Gimme that!” The vendor, this old dude, starts telling me about how he makes it. I’m nodding, but honestly, I’m just thinking about stuffing my face.
Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, knocks over a whole basket of apples. Apples everywhere! I’m talking a fruit explosion. The vendor’s face? Priceless. I couldn’t help but laugh. The kid just bolts, like he’s in a race. I mean, who knew apples could cause such chaos?
So, I grab my chorizo and head to the Parque de Rosalía de Castro. It’s a nice spot, perfect for chillin’. I plop down on a bench, take a bite, and it’s like a flavor bomb in my mouth. I’m in heaven. But then, I notice this group of pigeons eyeing me. I swear, they were plotting. I toss a piece of chorizo, and it’s like I started a pigeon riot. They’re all flapping and squawking. I’m laughing so hard, people are staring.
But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my boss. “We need to talk about the forest management plan.” Ugh, can’t a guy enjoy his chorizo in peace? I’m like, “Sure, I’ll call you back.” But inside, I’m fuming. I just wanna enjoy Lugo, not talk about trees and logs.
After that, I decided to hit up the Cathedral of Santa María. It’s stunning, man. The architecture? Mind-blowing. I’m standing there, just soaking it all in. But then, I see this guy trying to take a selfie with the cathedral. He’s struggling, like, come on, dude! I offer to help, and he’s all grateful. We snap a pic together, and I’m like, “Now that’s a memory!”
As the sun starts to set, I stroll down Calle de San Pedro. The vibe is just right. I’m feeling good, despite the chaos. I stop by a little tapas bar, grab some pulpo a la gallega. It’s like a party in my mouth. I’m chatting with the bartender, and he’s telling me about the local festivals. I’m like, “I need to come back for that!”
Finally, I head back to my truck, exhausted but happy. Lugo, you wild city, you’ve got my heart. I came for a day, but I’m leaving with stories. And maybe a few bruises from those cobblestones. But hey, that’s life, right? Can’t wait to tell my buddies about my epic Lugo adventure.