Portugese Santiago Pilgrimage

Restful but restless night at the monastery. We ate continental breakfast at the cafeteria and headed out. We ran into our new friend who is from China but lives in the Netherlands. We crossed paths with her multiple times. She thought I was Mongolian. Must be my Navajo side. Long walk again of 21 miles completed. Luckily, it was flat most of the way. I popped 3 ibuprofen for my leg. Hope my legs will take me to next place. Doug was trying to throw me on a train. Nice apartment, but too tired to cook our dinner, so hamburgers and papitas it is. Good night! Patricia.
Well, it was a restless night. I tossed and turned on that twin sized bed. I tried to get comfortable. The bed was too short. These Spanish people are short, LOL. Patricia kept me up. I thought she was saying quit snoring. Restless night was hard as well. Overall, I enjoyed the stay. I thought of all the young monks who got their education here and went out to evalangelize the world with the Catholic faith. Who was roaming the halls and rooms. Breakfast was good. I would come back. There is another called the Variant I would this. Well, Patricia was a superwomen. I asked her if she was hurting her sprained thigh? She said no, I am better. I give her credit for roughing it out. Some guys would throw the towel in. We walked back to Pontevedra 3 out of the way miles. The church was an old church 12 century. The Peregrinos church. Reannon, the "Hallelujah" song was played by a young lady on the saxophone I almost sobbed. Patricia was feeding the birds with pizza dough. She said, "My mom use to feed the birds." Patricia has a new name, "the bird lady. So we are continuing. I hit my limit on the app for 20 pictures. To be continued. See video on next footprint. Adios Pontevedra. Oh, Patricia is getting big headed on being identified as looking like she is from Mongolia. LolLeia mais

Had a good night rest. I'm sitting here at a cafe in Racies having Nestlé ice tea. Patricia is having naranja juice with hielo. This morning had sin Leche milk had corn flakes and bananas. Restaurant nearby for paetella. Father Ponchie and Father Bill, you familiar with dish. I had it last year so delicious. Along the way this morning, walk alongside a young spanish man and his daughter. He spoke kindly of the United States. He said he traveled Route 66, stopped in Santa Fe, and visited the Grand Canyon. He said he had gone to Death Valley and San Francisco. His said she wants to see a Los Angeles Lakers game. How many of us fathers and mothers have had one on time with our children, our grandchildren, or other children as role model? All we do is work. Passing numerous churches that are ancient. Again, beautiful scenery. We ate sandwiches and soda at bar, tapia, café. We walk and walked sharing our water and stories along the thinking about home, and if the desert quench, it's thirsty. It was cloudy. We had small sprinkles, and it was a cooler day. Taking my pictures trudging onward to Santiago de Compostela. Ultreaia...Ultreaia. Kilometers getting smaller. My feet and ankles are sore but I am getting excited soon I will be over the hill to see the city. I will do a new footprint. I reached my limit on photo's. DOUG
We had a good rest at a nice cozy apartment with a washer. Although I left some of my clothes because they were still wet and add weight to my pack. The weather was perfect on our last day. It was cloudy, cool we were blessed with a few sprinkles to cool us off. My focus was to keep pushing on to make it to Santiago before 7 when the office closes so we can get our credentials. Let's move it Doug! 😂 PatriciaLeia mais