‘Na néboa’ means ‘in the fog’ in Galician. We made a trip to one of its most uninhabited areas, a trip inspired by isolation. This time we are not looking for company, we are looking for solitude.

na néboa: exodus to galicia

na néboa: exodus to galicia

na néboa: exodus to galicia

In the northwest of the Iberian Peninsule, Spain, between lush green and magical beaches, is the region of Galicia. A yellow house and a road stand out among all the green that surrounds us. A village between the sea and the mountains awaits.

Trees rise to the sky and winding roads hide behind the vastness of the trunks. Nothing but the chirping birds and the northern breeze that best characterizes the cool weather of Galicia is heard.

na néboa: exodus to galicia

na néboa: exodus to galicia

na néboa: exodus to galicia

‘Slow living is a lifestyle, movement or action at a relaxed or leisurely pace.’

na néboa: exodus to galicia

The area belongs to La Coruña, one of the four provinces that make up the autonomous community of Galicia. Vilarrube, a small town with an impressive white church overlooking the sea, is the closest to the town – about two kilometres after a walk in the woods. On the road we only find a countryman and a couple of cows resting.

Our hiding place is found between Ferrol, a maritime town known for the birth of the dictator Franco, and Ortigueira, the famous fishing town that celebrates the well known folk music festival every summer. The village – a very typical settlement of that part of Spain – is practically on the edge of the region, with the cold waters of the Atlantic entering it.

Setting of one of the meals, surrounded by nature and silence.

na néboa: exodus to galicia

na néboa: exodus to galicia

Virgin beaches, impressive views and balconies for eternity, we might have fallen in love with this little place called Vilarrube. Vilarrube Beach is immense and although white clouds cover the sky, those mischievous glimpses of the sun turn the sand and the waters golden. The beach is surrounded by an inlet of the Das Mestas River and the Cedeira Estuary, near the area.

For a while, we believe in a very different life from Madrid’s chaos. We’re also finally able to forget about the constant negative news and the noisy crowds of the day to day. Our main efforts focus on setting up the table, sitting down to read a book, sunbathing under a tepid sun, taking ‘phone-free’ walks, breathing fresh and clean air. Sometimes we would only stay still, in the middle of nothing, enjoying the life of silence. Did we just find the celebrated ‘slow life’?

Golden reflections

na néboa: exodus to galicia

na néboa: exodus to galicia

Galicia is suddenly a synonymous of tranquility. An idyllic connection with nature where nothing seems to exist but the little yellow house in the middle of nowhere. The weather keeps changing and after some angry winds and a couple of little threatening drops of rain, Galicia gives us a pink and foggy sunset.

‘Na néboa’ is Galician’s ‘in the mist’. A deep fog surrounds the house every night, reflecting the sun and creating an incomparable magical view. The landscape is almost dreamlike, made up of a palette of soft pinkish and purple tones that fade in the thickness of the fog. A yellow streetlight blinks at the bottom of the lonely street. There is no greater representation of the search for solitude.

na néboa: exodus to galicia

Warm pink sunset in Galicia. Captured from the yellow house around 8 p.m.

photography, edition, words Penélope Blas

art direction Noelia Blas

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