Pilgrims on the Way.
The couple under the La Portela sign are from Elon.
Leaving Portomarin, below. This was just a small part of the parade of pilgrims that morning.
Our daily schedule goes like this: Up at 5:30 or 6. Dress, finish assembling items for backpack and pockets, including water bottles, Kleenex, ibuprofen, fruit, snacks, sunscreen, hat, sunglasses, pilgrim’s credential, cash, passport, maps, hand sanitizer, etc., etc. Hope hand laundry has dried, pack in suitcase. Treat feet with Compeed, socks, give shoes a good lacing. Swallow an ibuprofen. Luggage downstairs, breakfast, quick trip to restroom, and out the door.
Walk, walk, walk, and talk — with each other, and short and long conversations with others on the path. Stop mid-morning, cafe cortado for me, water for Debbie. Lunch, preferably heavy on protein. Walk, adjust pack, wonder how much further. Maybe an afternoon quick stop. Hope to arrive early to mid-afternoon. Then thankfully drop pack, off with shoes and socks, check phone, rest, shower, wash clothes, go find wine. Eventually, supper. Then bed.
Personal rant: Europe, where are your washcloths?
Chesterfield, you’re known around the world. Still smoked in Spain:
One of my favorite statues:
Good night from O Coto, small hamlet, nice stop.
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Washcloths do not exist in Spain. Obviously I neglected to mention this cultural quirk in your Spanish Culture crash course. (Sorry!) People use sponges with shower gel in the shower, but do not “wash up” with a washcloth as is common in the States. You could use the small bidet towel though.
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