Casebres to Vendas Novas

Today I walked with Carina Sebastiao on her way to Fatima in a pilgrimage of thanks.
Some time back her beloved father who worked in central Africa most of her life was flown back to Portugal with Kidney failure and passed into a long coma which didn't look at all good.
He came through, and she is now doing a pilgrimage in thanks to Fatima, a holy place for the Portuguese .
Carina told me a lot about life in Portugal, a.o. that the minimum income in Portugal is 600 euros and that many are at this level. A very basic apartment in a village (not a city) costs 400 euros. It is very difficult for people to survive. You either continue living with parents or are forced to live in a double income Situation. When one Person looses their Job, it becomes extremely critical. Where is our Society heading when working people are not able to survive?
In Vendas Novas our paths separated as I carried on another 10 km on a horrible main road with passing Trucks blowing my hat off every 5 minutes.
I ended up climbing over a barbed wird fence and promptly ripped my leg open to only find myself in what looks like a hunting area with lookouts and Tracks leading through the bush.
That is where I am camping tonight. BASTA!
and may I be protected from wild boars and straying Bullets.Baca lagi