A transcription of the diary I kept while traveling in Spain in the summer of 2003.

21 July 2003

Iranzu

Literally at the end of the road, up the valley of the Rio Iranzu from the village of Arbazuza. (And that road's an improvement from the original, in which there was only room for a footpath between the hills to reach the monastery).

It was founded by Benedictines in the 12th century, taken over by Cistercians and rebuilt in the 1170's, nationalized and abandoned in the 19th century, acquired by the Teotines and restored in 1942.

The cloister was actually built over the course of several centuries, and transitions from Romanesque arches along the north side, to tentative Gothic arches on the west, then to high Gothic filigree the rest of the way around.

The lower parts of most of the wells were still standing when the monastery was re-'commissioned', but the roofs and upper walls had collapsed. The Teotines fit it back together like a giant jigsaw puzzle, cutting new stone to replace the missing or damaged pieces. Pieces of the original carved stone, that couldn't be fit back in, are left scattered about.

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