Santillana del Mar

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30 travelers at this place:

  • Day128

    Na ja, eine Großstadt zu verlassen ist leider nie besonders schön. Leider änderte sich das die ganzen 35 km kaum. Ausschließlich Straße oder Fußweg, durch Industrie- und Gewerbegebiete. Da war die Motivation leider nicht so groß und so raste ich durch die nicht ganz so schöne Landschaft. Das Wetter hielt tapfer durch, zwar spürte ich noch die Reste vom Sturm letzte Nacht, aber es begleitete mich Sonnenschein.
    Zum Ende freut ich mich dann um so mehr, als es zwar über Straße aber immerhin durch mehr und mehr ländliche Gegenden ging. Und das Beste kam zum Schluss: Santillana del Mar. Was für eine hübsche mittelalterliche Stadt! Und die heutige Herberge passt vollkommen ins Bild. Es gibt ausschließlich 2-Bettzimmer mit Fenster, eigenem Waschbecken, Heizung und sauberem Bettzeug. Und da keine Hochsaison ist, habe ich auch ein Zimmer für mich ganz alleine 🎉 Da freut sich das Pilgerherz! Im hauseigenem Fairtrade-Laden habe ich mir dann noch ein Gläschen Wein aus der Region gegönnt und den Abend entspannt ausklingen lassen.
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  • Day10

    Santillana del Mar

    July 7 in Spain

    We walked around the old town of Santillana del Mar this morning. It is characteristic of old Spain. The buildings are all 500 years old and it is like going back in time to the Medieval period. We expected a band of medieval knights to canter around the cobbled street corner at any moment.

    We found a museum dedicated to the Spanish Inquisition and the methods of torture used were not only explained in vivid detail, but the actual implements were on display. It is staggering to see the cruelty that was instigated by the church against accused heretics. If we lived then we would be on the receiving end quite likely.

    The old church bells rang forth each hour and the roosters were crowing and the horses were saddled. It was a real taste of old Spain. If you are in northern Spain, do now miss this delightful village.
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  • Day14

    About 31kms to Santillana del Mar

    September 25, 2017 in Spain

    We made it! This was a day of contrasts: mind-blowing coastal views, a calm forest trail and an awful lot of road-walking. It's good to have arrived. We've checked into a a cute little pension - Hospedaje Angelica. Nice double room for just €36.

    Looking forward to exploring the town and getting some dinner later.

    More details to follow.
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  • Day14

    Camino Del Norte - Day 11

    June 22, 2017 in Spain

    Camino Del Norte - Day 11
    Santander to Santillana Del Mar
    Distance 32.5km (7 hours)

    I set off at 6.30am this morning from Santander. There seemed to be a lot of pilgrims on the Camino. A very pleasant walk out of the city contrary to the guidebook.
    By 9.30am, I was 15 km into the walk when I had to catch a train. The journey was only 5 minutes long but took me over a river estuary to another village. By not taking it would have added another 10km onto my day.
    I eventually arrived in Santilana village around 2pm. The heat on the road to the village was 30C. I thought that my shoes were going to melt.
    The village is stunning. It is a wonderfully preserved medieval stone village. I honestly expected knights in armour to charge down the street. The place was packed with tourists. The Albergue is tiny only 16 beds. I managed to get one but we had to wait until it opened at 4pm.
    There was an elderly loud English couple who had obviously been drinking too much. As we came to register, the gentleman fell face first onto the ground. Everyone went to help. I grabbed the first aid kit from the hospilardo and treated his wounds. In the end, everyone kept asking me if I was a doctor. The drunk couple went into one of the dorms, I went in the other. Later, the same bloke fell in the showers. I avoided them the rest of the evening.

    I had a pleasant meal with a couple of pilgrims before retiring to bed.
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  • Day18

    Sontonio, SANTANDER, Santilla del. Mar

    September 15, 2017 in Spain

    This is a beautiful lille place. No words to aptly describe a medieval village. It was enchanting to arrive here yesterday evening after my second day of 40 km walks. I don't set out everyday with a plan, I just follow the arrows. However that was a bit of a wobbly plan the day before when I apparently followed the less well marked trail along the coast.
    I left Sontonio to the smell of fish offal being pureed into pet food. There were large vrates of fish stacked up along the pier, well fish bit really, and when I asked man what it was for he showed me the big grinder and explained the process. I was very appreciative of the information, but blimey, the smell.
    Anyway I walked briefly with an English woman who had rented her house out and was walking all about the world. She had me in hysterics telling me about using the bathroom in various hostels etc, and how you just let go of your inhibitions. Then she said ",I have to wee," she dropped her pack and her shorts and proceeded to do so! I walked on.
    The day was long, hot and magnificent. However a was tired and hungry and was distracted from that buy the scenery. Cliffs, huge beaches and big waves. However there were no other walkers about and I was hoping for a "fletcha amarilla " (,yellow arrow) to show me the way when out of the blue on a cliff above a beach full of bronzed naked bodies I came upon an ice cream truck!!, I talked to myself as I got closer, in case it was a mirage, but through theagic of the Camino it was real. I got ice cream, direction, energy and joy beyond compare as I continued on my way. A boat trip across the bay, in the evening sun, and with directions from my favorite tour guides, senior men, I got to the hostel after 10 hours of walking. To end it all I was the last one to check in so I had a room to myself, with a bathroom and coffee and bread for breakfast.
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  • Day9

    We drove about a third of the way across the top of Spain this afternoon and evening. We were looking at spectacular views of the Atlantic Ocean and the Bay of Biscay on our right as we drove. The countryside of very green and hilly. It is not flat and dry as we typically think of Spain; not at all. Even though it is summer, the country is green and lush in this northern region. There is agriculture aplenty and lush crops everywhere.

    The roads are excellent. Freeway all the way, although there are quite a few tolls, so we need cash or card at the ready at all times. Unfortunately there was a truck that had burst into flames on the freeway and it causedi a 2-3 hour delay. Not what we were hoping for. So we arrived at our destination at about 9pm instead of 6pm.

    We are staying tonight in a five-star hotel called Casa del Marques in a very old Spanish village, Santillana del Mar. The whole town is from the 14th century. They have kept cars out of the town for the most part. The whole town is Heritage listed. It is the Spain you imagine in your ideal view of this country. Stone buildings and terracotta tiles. Arched doorways, churches with bell towers and cobbled streets and squares. It is an incredibly magical place. I went for a couple of hours wandering as the light dwindled and look forward to more fully exploring the town tomorrow.

    Our destination tomorrow is Santiago de Compostela, on the northwest corner of Spain, but we will make the most of the morning to explore this town before heading off on our journey westwards.

    I sat with a man in the lounge tonight before venturing out. He was about 60 and watching the world cup. He told me he was from Israel. He was born in Israel. His parents escaped from Poland just before the war. He was born in Israel. All his grandparents were killed in the war. He spoke a lot about his life in Israel. His aunty married an Australian soldier who was posted to Israel during the British mandate and married him and lived in Adelaide. His parents disowned her and never spoke to her again for betraying their Israeli life which they had gained at great cost. His wife came later and she used to be a teacher. They have one son in New York in the real estate game, and another son in Israel who is into IT. They lost their daughter at 17 to Lupus about 25 years ago and it is still raw for them. The man was a bit vague about what he did for a job but he was in Spain organising ships on the coast for Israel. He is a typical Jew with a big deep voice and very sharp and incisive. I would love to have spoken to him and his wife, Itti, for longer. I gathered that he grew up through the kibbutz movement. He has a friend from South Africa who went to Melbourne and is now a Principal of a Jewish school there - his surname is Reuben. I said I would look out for him in case our paths crossed in the future. Who knows, with school principals. It's a small world.
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  • Day4

    Santillana del Mar

    September 26 in Spain

    Stopped here on our way to the
    Picos de Europa. Main claim to fame is that it is a lovely medieval village and a short way out of town there is some prehistoric rock art. However it I found it too cutesy and tourism driven.

    What was more interesting is that the place is also known as the village of 3 lies. It is not holy (santi), flat (llana) or by the sea (del mar)!Read more

  • Day38

    After our experience at Naves we decided to look for somewhere we could have a rest and get some decent food. We found a nice hotel in a place called Santillana del Mar which is back towards Santander.
    Taking the route along the coast we spent some time in Ribadasella which is a lovely seaside fishing vilage and holiday resort. Went for a long walk out to the entry to the harbour and up to a little chapel on the headland then walked a different way back into town. Wandered through the town market for a while before continuing on our drive.
    Arrived at our hotel in the mid afternon to find a nice hotel and lovely room.
    Our first task was laundry so we spent the next hour or so at the laundromat.
    Santillana is a town where Spanish nobles built their holiday homes in the 17th century. It is still pretty much intact other than the conversions for tourism which are mostly well done. The steets are all cobbled (and hard to walk on) and traffic free.
    For dinner we found a restaurant doing a menu of the day where he had a three course meal including a glass of local wine for only 17 euro each. Our first really good meal in Spain. The food and ambiance of the restaurant were first class as well.
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  • Day39

    Santanilla del Mar

    May 17 in Spain

    Our day in Santillana began with breakfast at the hotel which was OK without being great. Afterwards we went into the town and had a look at the 12th century church around which the town was built.
    In the afternoon we went for a drive to a little town inland that is still as it was in the past. We returned home via San Vincente. Went for a walk up to the castle and church that overlook the town.
    We considered staying an extra night in Santillana but the hotel was booked out. After a bit of googling we decided to head back east and found a farmstay on a small vineyard back towards San Sebastian.
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  • Day16

    Warum das "de Mar" heißt weiß wohl keiner. Liegt nicht am Meer. Herberge ist in einem ehemaligen Kloster, aber ganz gut. Wäre wieder voll gewesen. Hätte Raphael, der Besitzer der Herberge in Santander nicht hier angerufen und für uns reserviert, hätten wir kein Bett bekommen.
    Bin die letzten 6km zusammen mit Sandra, der Schweitzerin die ich in Santander kennen lernte, gelaufen.Read more

You might also know this place by the following names:

Santillana del Mar, سانتايلانا ديل مار, サンティリャーナ・デル・マル, Сантильяна-дель-Мар, Сантільяна-дель-Мар, 海邊的散提亞拿

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