Satan Jeopardy!
God’s palette of warm yellow, gold, and white sunrise awoke the mountain horizon. I could not tear my eyes as sunlight peeked over the peaks. As mesmerizing as this was at an elevation of one thousand three hundred meters (four thousand two hundred feet), the floating mountains compelled a long hard gaze. Spring was erupting here in such soothing, emerald greens. The guidebooks for the Camino claim that O’Cebreiro is distinctly similar to Celtic lands of Ireland and Scotland; if so, both own a piece of heaven on Earth.
