Pardọn, the original burial site of St.

A hard slog through stormy weather today. I was contemplating pushing on further, but the look on Pilar's face convinced me that it was time to call stumps. We found a lovely, authentic Spanish hotel down a side street, which turned out to be a little gem. We were able to check in early at 12.30, so after a quick shower, we headed downstairs for lunch. The quaint hotel bar seemed inviting, so we asked for a menu and were then guided out to the hidden restaurant at the back of the property. If we weren't impressed by the celebrity photos that adorned the hallway to the restaurant, we were convinced when we found it was almost full with local diners. We opted for the Pilgrims menu, and it was not only affordable but also delicious. After lunch, we headed back to the room for a welcome Siesta. In the evening, we visited the local church, the original resting place of St. James and were then guided to the town library that presented us with a Pardọn Certificado. As the old town seemed very inviting, we decided to stay for a few drinks and bumped into a couple of English gentlemen named Charles and Harvey, doing a shortened Camino from Tui (100kms). Although one of them seemed to be spending more time on trains and buses rather than actually walking. However, Pilar did drop into the conversation her age and the fact that she had walked all the way from Porto, which may have inspired him to finish the trek on foot.Meer informatie