La Cidade da Cultura

A first rest day, I suppose, though actually we got up in time for the 7.30am Mass (it seemed like the right thing to do) and went on to cram quite a lot into the rest of the day. We walked over to the Museum of the Galician People (the Pobo Gallego) and spent some time avoiding a loud and garrulous Spanish tour party - and some time being disorientated by the slightly mad double-spiral staircase - whilst checking out all the folkloric stuff, had coffee at the Contemporary Art Museum next door and then had a mooch round the Guerilla Girls exhibition too. Afterwards we hiked over to the Cidade da Cultura, a vast arts complex with vaguely post-apocalyptic feel. Later on we ate a fine dinner of tortilla, salad and ham croquettes, went to see another film ('Sica', a Galician coming-of-age movie that it'll be worth seeing in English too, if we get the chance, the thickness of the dialect meaning that even Beck was struggling in places) and then rounded off the evening with a lucky find of some raucous Spanish folk music in the cloisters to the rear of the Cathedral Square...