If the roads are not maintained, the roads are lost. Humanity would not be understood without its vocation of displacement, roads are the reflection of the collectivity and metaphor of one's own life, because the roads are made for people to walk, and not for a single person, but also each person internalizes the paths with the measure of their effort, pace, need and goals.

It is true that if the roads are not maintained, the roads are lost, and there are roads, such as those that come to Santiago de Compostela, that walk symbolically and the benefit they offer is of pure vital sense, that is why it is difficult to lose, because we are not going to stop being symbolic beings.

Live the roads that are maintained based on legends and memories.

Celso Fernández Sanmartín, Celsiño, is a poet and storyteller. He travels through Galicia telling stories that happened in the past, talking about traditions, habits or places as he can talk about a pig with a pacer, Saint John's celebrations or the cons of the Island of Arousa's (big rocks), always with his peculiar style.