Puente de Domingo to Villamartin

Last night it was not a fiesta or a fight, but a football match on the television in the bar, right below my room. Once the game was over all was quiet.

Today’s walk was SO much easier. There was some up and down, but not so drastic as yesterday. I walked 27 km today and still felt good to walk around town a bit.

This morning I entered Galicia, the region of Spain 🇪🇸 where Santiago de Compostela is located. Which is still about 205 km away at end of day.

I walked along the Rio Sil for part of the day. It is a large river. In the town of O Barco de Valdeorras, they even have a malecón along the river, with shops and restaurants, and a park.

I took a few wrong turns today, either due to poor signage or my poor attention. I will never know. None of the mistakes took me far out of the way, so no problem.

In the town of Sobradelo I met two characters. First a man who showed me a paper to look online for a story about Manolo Escobar. I thought that was him, but the famous Manolo died in 2013, and I couldn’t understand this man very well.

Then at the bar where I had a café con leche there was a drunk man who paid for my coffee. At first I thought he was a pilgrim and he seemed to have a French accent. Also hard to understand. At least he was a happy drunk. 🤪

I walked beside many vineyards today, I hope to find some wine to drink soon. I haven’t had a pilgrim menu since Molinaseca and have had beer with my evening meals.

There were also a lot of poppies and roses along the trail today. So of course I took many photos. Czytaj więcej