One of the magical places I encountered on the Camino de Santiago in Spain was “The Garden of Pebbles”.
It was really a tough day: pain in the knees, pain in the right ankle, blisters, heavy backpack.. I had just stopped for a quick meal in Ventosa and desperately wanted to reach the next village to finally rest. That’s when I discovered this place with hundreds of small pebble cairns everywhere.
All these pebbles put there by praying pilgrims over the course of the years gave the place almost a holy and magical atmosphere. It was peaceful, relaxing and full of comforting energy. I had to stop, put my backpack down and sit there in silence even though it was getting late.
I finally ended up camping not far away instead of reaching the next town, under a cloudy sky offering a beautiful sunset over the ice-capped mountains.