Sarria

Going downhill most of the day. This should be the last big day of steep grades. As we walked we Had some confusion but then figured out the route we had planned our days walk on had been improved, shortening it by 3 miles. When we got to the place we were staying, the owner kept saying “pulpa! market! pulpa!”, and pointing up the street. Pulpa means octopus, and sure enough, it was an octopus street fair. Long tents with picnic tables and probably 10 different companies cooking up octopus. Clothing and hardware booths also. It was pulpapalooza! Great amounts of octopus, bread, and many bottles of wine were being consumed by a pretty happy crowd. We did our duty and represented the pacific NW well!Okumaya devam et