Arzua to O Pedrouzo - 13.5 mi

October 2nd
Started at 8:30 am
Finished at 2:40 pm
Staying at Pencion Lobre

This morning we let ourselves sleep in until 7:30am. Set off through Arzua, got a stamp for our pilgrim credentials at a church along the route out of town. Saw Christy and Tom from Connecticut and walked with them awhile. Christy is an avid runner and works at a running shoe store. She wears Hokas one size to big with two pair of socks on the Camino. This is different than what she marathons in.

We had some nice stops where we had a pastry and cafe con leche. Later around lunch we had a hamburger with fried egg and bacon in it. We ate some of our left over pizza from last night too. The sky was cloudy most of the day so the heat wasn’t a factor. The miles went pretty fast, but we did have a bunch of up & down through hilly terrain. This time at the end of the day it wasn’t my feet shouting at me, but my legs felt like they had no energy left in them. After a nice shower we’re gonna sit down and plan our transportation around Spain after the Camino ends.

I have to retell an experience that I shared with Cassie while on the trail today about a young man I met while sitting outside the laundromat a few days ago. He was very energetic and seemed to know everybody in town. I had put my laundry in and was waiting for it to finish so I got a beer next door and sat on the street to watch them go by. He asked if he could sit at the same table with motions and a few Spanish words I didn’t understand. But, I invited him to sit with hand motions. We watched people go by, he shouted at some, waved at the cars, shouted something to them. He looked at me and said something about a nice color? I thought he was talking about a woman’s shirt that was bright orange, he said no not naraja, amarillo. “Oh” I said “valle” (okay) like I knew what he was talking about. Again we go back to the watching. He gets really animated shouting at some sort of SUV like vehicle loaded with men and a few of these vehicles had small utility trailers with dogs in kennels. The dogs were barking and he was shouting at each car something that reminded me of a football game fan. So after that subsided I said Que es perros? He got again animated stood and simulated picking up and pointing a rifle. I said “Oh hunting dogs” to which he vigorously nodded his head. Then he snorted like a pig and used his hands to make a rough shape with his hands. I ask “pig?” To which he grinned widely and made to husk on the side of his face with his index fingers. “Oh, wild boar!” I said. He said “perros” and growled, then used his hand to make the shape of a set of jaws that bite and demonstrated how the dogs took down the boar by biting and being very ferocious. To which I exclaim “brave perros” and he agreed. Then a pretty girl walked by and he sprung up to greet her and follow her to the shop that she was opening. I giggled and looked over at a fellow launderer. The knowing launderer fellow nodded and I shook my hand to say that young man has some moves. The other dirty clothes washer nodded and then lift his shoulders in a shrug and his hands in an “what’s a boy to do” signal. To which we both agreed with a nod of our heads and went back to watching and sipping. Getting by without the full comprehension of the language is certainly entertaining.Leggi altro