Vilarello

My time in Vilarello, Galicia was wonderful. A town of about 10 people, it is tucked far up into the mountains where the loudest sound is the buzzing of bees. I accompanied another student, Anna, who is doing a story on the village, which likely will not exist in 10 years. There was an issue of her safety with some of the villagers, so I gladly went along. I wrote captions for the Rapa photos, hiked a bit and had a chance to clear my head and breathe deeply. The trip took over 3 hours to get there, with the last hour spent winding narrow roads, hoping another car wasn't coming down.

Things here are coming together slowly. The audio people (who are mostly Galicians) almost had a mutiny yesterday. I was out shooting some final shots for the stone story, but apparently they do not like the direction they're being given. Things seem to be much calmer today as people finish up audio, write captions and tone their images. We're having a big meeting tonight to look at all the photos, hear the audio that's done and probably deal with any big issues. Everyone here is really stretched to learn how to work with others. And I was thinking the other day that this project is really quite ambitious in what it is trying to accomplish, and I don't know of any other quite like it. So it's very natural for there to be plenty of kinks and problems along the way, since most here have not done this before. And we also keep coming back to the fact that, "Hey, we're in Spain!"