Another easy day. I mentioned that we don't have rest days but in order to give our feet a break these last two sections gave been short ones. Yesterday because of the illegal border crossing and today to move us north in preparation for the remaining leg.
We set off from the convent later than usual this morning after a great relaxed breakfast. It was the first breakfast option of the trip so far and it was a special treat.plus there were no Aldi or Lidl in A Guarda.
The Convent was amazing. Not much more expensive than the other places we are staying but very special. Crispy has decided that she doesn't want to be a nun which is good for me.the bed was super comfy and we didn't wake till 8.30. Unheard of as I'm usually gagging at the bit to get moving from 6am but Crispy refuses to rise before 8 unlessbitscan early flight.
We set off and made our way up the coast. Good paths and amazing scenery. No little cobblestones for which we are extremely grateful. Our Blisters are healing but still painful. If it wasn't for the cobblestones I don't think we would have had any trouble at all. 16km today to the little town of Oia. A tiny village with no amenities other than a couple of lodgings and two small bars. We will walk back to the harbour later for something to eat. The lodgings are fine. A small hotel overlooking the sea and monastery. Comfy with a great sun terrace and gardens. Today has been around 24 degrees with a strong wind off the Atlantic but clear blue skies. I've checked the weather forecast and it says there is a chance of a couple of rainy days as we approach Santiago but it has time to change yet. I trust St James will look out for us as I feel we are on good terms now. If not theres nothing we can do but soldier on to the end.
Longer day tomorrow as we continue along the coast to the town of Baiona. A large town with loads of options to stay and eat.
Last night I omitted to mention that as we were mooching around the harbour I noticed a "social club" with a balcony that had the best views in town. We walked up and noticed a picture of a pilgrim in the window. Social clubs, wherever in the world, have cheap beer we strolled in and pretended to be locals. It was like us going to work. The place was full of the local elderly. Playing cards, reading papers or chatting over a cheeky G&T. The place fell quiet as we walked up to the bar. I think we must have been the first pilgrims to brave going inside. Force few moments it felt a little awkward and then everybody made us incredibly welcome. No one spoke English but everybody spoke to us. In Spanish. Byvthe power of mime and Google translate we were made very welcome. We met a retired sea captain and other ancient mariners and had a great hour or so. They plied us with free Tapas and when we were leaving one of the old boys refused to let us pay for our drinks and paid our bill despite us protesting as best we could. It was a great evening and we really enjoyed it. Thanks for the drink Dino......
I'm just sorry I didn't get his picture for postrity.
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