Xodos is hewn from on a rocky outcrop and beyond it stretches the El Maestrat. It is amazing from the distance, but rather forlorn once you get to it. There are a few bars however and a passable restaurant, Casa Ana.
Apart from Xodos and a few scattered fincas, there is nothing but an open expanse of mountains and valleys and sky, but most of all sky. The figure next to the hermitage is my husband, James. He is very tall, and yet looks dwarfed next to this handsome building.
Unfortunately, recently, they have put up phone masts next to it. Will those in charge never learn?