Drive slow. Stay heavy on the asphalt. Que a Santa Compaña te guíe.
When the sun dips below the granite skyline of Lugo’s Roman walls, and the Atlantic mist begins its slow crawl over the oak forests of the Serra do Xistral , a different kind of pilgrimage begins. It is not the holy road to Santiago de Compostela, but a shadowy, asphalt-bound ritual known only to the initiated as . fu10 the galician night crawling
So, if you find yourself in Lugo after midnight, turn off the navigation app. Ignore the highway. Search for the green sign that reads FU-10 – Vilalba . Turn off your music. Roll down your window to smell the wet granite. And start crawling. The night is long, the curves are patient, and Galicia is waiting for you in the fog. Drive slow