I took the train from Manresa to Montserrat. The shape of the mountain like the blade of a sword is getting closer and closer. When the train stopped, a mountain that seemed like it was about to fly through the clouds like Arnheim's eagle greeted me.
Rocky Montserrat, Spain, 05/19/2019
Montserrat, approaching right in front of me on a mountain train, is no longer a blade but a rocky mountain as itself.
St. Gorge at the entrance of Monastery, Spain, 05/19/2019
As I entered the monastery, the carved statue of St. George stared at me. Legend is that he slew the wicked dragon by stabbing his sword and rescued princess. Are you the guardian of this mountain? His eyes follow my path to watch me.
Please don't look at me. I'm not a wicked dragon!