The very large cruise ships which carry several thousand passengers might offer the customers on board a myriad of different things to do but they are killing the places they dock.
Some of these ships carry four thousand passengers; this disgorging onto the quiet towns and villages is starting to cause disquiet and I am not surprised.
Smaller ships, like ours are viewed with as much displeasure as those causing the hoards and berths which once were pleasant and close to the towns are now closed with cruise ships being moved to terminals organised for freight, or as in one place, the dry docks for ship maintenance and/or refits.
Taken from my balcony at 1am, this was our view on port side; two ships in the refit yard. It was noisy but I must admit, I slept through it all.
Vigo itself was very lovely even though the weather didn't want to play ball. The estuary here is lined with mussel bed frames, Vigo being known for mussels cooked in garlic and wine. Must admit, I'd like to have tried that.
Dominating the landscape is Lookout Hill and this is the church situated at the top. From here one can see all the way up and down the river to the sea; a useful place to come and stand if you were waiting for ships to return or to repel invaders.
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