There is a small church in Pieros, but like most iglesias in super small pueblos (thirteen people total) it is only open a few times a year. Yesterday Ulysses (a pilgrim/volunteer, ) Irena (his amor,) and I got to tour it.
The church interior. Much of it is covered in plastic to protect it from pajaritas (birds.)
The church was built in 1010, and is one of the oldest in Spain. It is even older than the cathedral in Santiago. Its name is St. Martin de Pieros.
We got to climb the stairs to the platform that accesses the campanario (bell tower.) This close, you can see estrellas (stars) carved in the ceiling.
We went back downstairs and looked around a bit more.
Suddenly Ulysses says, “We’re going back up.” Apparently, after saying no, we couldn’t go into the bell tower itself, the man changed his mind. So we climbed the ladder through a very narrow space to this.
And this, folks, is why I do Workaway. No one had been in that bell tower for years. You don’t get to do this sort of thing as a tourist; you have to know a local.
Today when I walked to the library there was a market in the square.
Travels and Adventures with Jane 
That sounds so amazing! I was a typical American and went to Lowe’s! Bought a new carpet for the screened in porch. Your gift card works!
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Yay!
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