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  • Day 27

    Last Day in Portugal

    April 29 in Portugal ⋅ ⛅ 79 °F

    Today I walked from Rubiaeus to Valenca, the last city in Portugal. It is separated from Tui, Spain by the Minho River. The walk was pretty uneventful after our hike yesterday. It was fairly flat with lots of towns with cafes to stop and some bits of forest walking to keep us reminded of the beauty of nature. Portugal truly is a gorgeous country. We met a few people we have met frequently along the way, and it is nice recognizing faces and learning bits about them. The only drawback to the day, in my opinion, was the heat and humidity. It is exhausting to walk in. I do miss the rain.
    When we arrived in Valenca, we found Kenny waiting by the fountain of the town center. He is the last to join our group and will finish the walk to Santiago with us. We are staying within the walls of the Fortress of Valenca. I always love these walled cities, but this one feels special. Maybe it is the 2000 year history of the fortress, or maybe the sentimentality of knowing tomorrow i will say goodbye to country that has welcomed me and supported me on this journey. Or maybe it is just my really comfy bed for the night! Whatever it is, I am very happy and grateful we get to spend the night here.
    Tomorrow we are only walking to the north end of Tui. I have walked carrying my backpack for over somewhere around 255 miles and almost a month now. I am tired. So tomorrow we will only go about 5 miles and just rest a bit. And Noelle and Richard seem to be getting colds so it will probably be good for us all. Oh, and we lose an hour when we cross into Spain.
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  • Day 9–10

    Rubiaes to Valenca

    April 29 in Portugal ⋅ ⛅ 26 °C

    Got on our way at 8 am and walked 11 miles from Rubiães to Valença and finally met Kenny!! Another hot day with cobblestones and beautiful trails. Noelle is now either with cold or allergies.

    Once in our apartment, Noelle, Kenny and I walked back into town to do laundry and a little shopping. After that and finding a restaurant for dinner, ended up walking another 5 miles, my longest mileage day yet.

    We are less than 2 miles from Tui, Spain. A lighter day tomorrow as with so many pilgrims here, hard to find a place to stay.

    Amazing trip so far!
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  • Day 26

    Seeing What Stuff I Am Made Of

    April 28 in Portugal ⋅ ☁️ 79 °F

    I left the cutest little town today, Ponte de Limas. It was such a pretty, peaceful walk out of town for our destination of Rubiaeus. Thank goodness I had no idea what lay ahead, or I may never have left! I left town along the river, crossed the ancient pedestrian bridge, and made my way into the fields, then the forest, then the mountain! The fields were fun with stone walkways running just inches from the stream, with water so clear you almost didn't know it was there. The forest starting going uphill almost immediately, but it would be a pretty good inclines and then it would level off for a while so you could catch your breath before the next one. This went on for miles and as the top of the mountain got closer, the steeper the climb got. Amazingly, there were many mountain bikers riding up along side us. It is crazy to see them driving up over the rocks and roots and loose dirt! Then came the unexpected, the unimaginable, indescribable. It was a half mile climb, so steep it was like trying to climb stairs, but with rocks and boulders and rivulets of water running down and trees and roots everywhere, and at points climbing through sections where the twisty turny path was only about 18 inches wide with walls of rock and earth up to your thighs. This was certainly not the "easy" Portuguese Camino i thought i was going to be doing. But, guess what. I made it, unscathed and so full of a sense of accomplishment, I was on cloud nine! I have never in my life challenged myself like this. It was a huge test of strength, stamina, and will power. And, it was a bigger test of challenging and facing my fears. There was a good chance I could get hurt, and if I did, I couldn't just call 911. There was no one coming for me. This is the best I can do to describe how great I felt about this, still do actually. But if you feel anything in my retelling of this adventure, multiply by 100 to imagine how good it felt for me.
    And then, I got to go all the way down the other side! You think this would be easy, but the downside was equally steep and the trail had all loose dirt and pebbles. And it was very long. It was tough on my knees and I felt like gravity was pulling my 14 lbs backpack and my body along with it, all the way to the bottom.
    Once we got to the bottom and back into civilization, we discovered the power outage in Portugal and Spain. While on the mountain we were too busy to realize we had no service. But once down, when we all were trying to get cold drinks and food, we discovered the problem. There were no restaurants or cafes open, but we were able to find a few provisions in a tiny market and we're able to make pasta with red sauce, zucchini and olives. Lucky for us our albergue had a gas stove. But not going out to a dinner made and served to us by restaurant staff somehow seemed to be the perfect end to this wonderously hard day. We were once again proving we were capable and creative and able to overcome hardship.
    I really am as strong as I think I am!
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  • Day 6

    Day 6 Valença to O Porriño, 20 km

    April 16 in Portugal ⋅ 🌧 10 °C

    Woke up to more serious rain. No one at the albergue was running out the door. Yoghurt and muesli and fruit for the albergue breakfast. Deluxe!

    I left about 8:00. It was cool walking out of the fortress town, under arches, through a tunnel, across what could have been a moat. As soon as you leave, the arrows direct you to the bridge that crosses over to Spain. Did it take 5 minutes to walk across? The rain was magnificent. My shoes were filling with water from the top down. I think that is a new one for me! On the Tui side I walked past a building with a covered stone porch - there were about ten pilgrims trying to wait out the weather. I walked another block and did my waiting in a cafe. Had a long coffee break with a cyclist from Suffolk in the UK who told me about volunteering for an organization that is building a replica of a Viking (?) long ship that was found in the UK. They are making it with the methods used to build the original They have a hard time getting wood because there are so few big trees left.

    Good to be back in Spain. Clocks change at the border. New e-sim installed. I managed to find a few Spanish words.

    The big rain eventually stopped and the rest of the day was like yesterday - with alternating rain, sun, drizzle in the morning and more or less sun and cloud in the afternoon. Today’s new development was the water levels of the creeks and streams. At one point the stepping stones that are meant to help you during high water were totally covered. My feet were still wet from the rain, and so I just rolled up my pants and walked over. Standing on the stones, the water came well up my shins. Cyclists with heavy e-bikes were behind me, what did they do?

    Big wide, engineered Galician paths through gorgeous woods. I saw a deer! About 5 km before O Porriño the path splits. Original version goes along the road through industrial area. The alternate spends a good while in the woods where
    I crossed paths with someone who works for? with? the Camino Association. He took credit for getting the alternate route built. He also carried a sello in his bag!

    I’m staying at another private albergue. More curtains. This one is almost but not quite full. There is heat! And my clothes finally got washed! After the shower and chores I walked across the small square where the albergue sits to a bar/cafe/tapas place where they were serving food after 4 pm! It was full of pilgrims. With lots more passing by.

    I walked around the town a bit. Bought kefir for breakfast (which I later ate and then had to go buy more!) and then came back to fuss with the drying clothes and the damp things from the pack. The albergue was super quiet.

    I’m writing this at 10:45 pm. The park outside in the square is still full of kids!

    I had thought tomorrow was 22 km but it is only 15!!! That’s a long lazy afternoon! I’m going to Redondela. I booked my room on Easter Monday in Santiago and then sorted the rest of the days after that. Let’s just say the stages are not that even! Maybe tomorrow I’ll get to have a decent afternoon meal!
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  • Day 9

    9.3 Achte Etappe: Valenca

    May 3 in Portugal ⋅ ☁️ 19 °C

    Einen Besuch der Altstadt von Valenca lassen wir uns nicht nehmen.

    Was für ein Flair 🤩 ..., von historischen Festungsmauern 🪨🧱 🪨umschlossen.

    OHNE WORTE ❣️

    Von der Festung 🏰 aus werfen wir einen Blick auf den Grenzfluss "Miño", auf die "Internationale Brücke", sowie die benachbarte Stadt "Tui".

    DER BLICK NACH SPANIEN ❣️
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  • Valenca to Tui

    September 30, 2024 in Portugal ⋅ ☁️ 68 °F

    I crossed into Spain today, yay! I felt my Dad strongly while I traversed the Minho river. Tui is a border town and on high hills above the river. They got themselves some steep hills! The Cathedral, highest building, is crazy ornate, blending a number of architectural styles and having add-ons over the years. The stones of the hill upon which it was built were not cut away for car-sized roads. So round about and back again, the streets are as crazy and pedestrian-only as the streets in Portuguese cities.

    But you know the best part? Sidewalks are NOT freaking cobblestones.

    PGW, my itinerary company, had arranged for a taxi to pick me up in O Porrino, another 16 k up the road, and take me back to the available hotel in Valenca. Nope, happy with my day in Tui. Went to churches, mailed some postcards, and had a nice lunch. I called the Taxi company and they were ok with picking me up in Tui and carting me back across the bridge.

    I met a couple of ladies from Nova Scotia who were trying to figure out Uber. They were also being kind to their knees and getting a car from Valenca to O Porrino. I wonder if I’ll see them tomorrow when my taxi picks me up here in Valenca and delivers me to O Porrino. The one lady had lived in Virginia Beach in the 60’s when she was little. We supported each other in choosing Uber to ease the Camino. Does that make it the uber-way?

    Inner journey: tuning into my body to try to understand what it needs to have less pain. I let the ideas pop up and I take action. Lots of stretching this morning while I waited and waited for my phone to charge. KT tape around and over the knee. The one pair I brought of compression running sox. Walking with poles and the barest minimum on my back. And I stopped at the farmacia and got paracetamol.

    It was a good day.
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  • Valenca Rest Day

    September 29, 2024 in Portugal ⋅ ☁️ 64 °F

    At breakfast, the valley was covered in fog and gradually bits cleared, whisps meandered by the bulwark outside the window. Mountains appeared, then towns, then fields, then the river Miño. The early sun sent long shadows from the yew trees. The beauty I’m seeing touches me.

    Here at the top of the Valencan hill is a large earthen fortress. It encases the old city which is bustling with stores and restaurants and a few places to stay. My hotel at the north end is almost the highest place. Apparently bus loads of tourists from Spain and Portugal shop for deals here, mostly textiles. Towels, sheets, aprons, couch covers. Up scale clothing. I guess its the Outlet Mall of the old world.

    Two ladies were about to take a picture, with the Tui, Spain, cathedral in the background. I didn’t know what they were saying, but you know the gestures. I, speaking in English of course, augmented my words by pointing at myself, their phone, and the both of them. Universal language. They gestured and said something and I had a picture of me. I said “obrigada,” Portuguese for Thank You. And they said “gracias”.

    Inner Journey: walking is off the table, and that feels so good. I sat down with my itinerary and looked for very short walks that put me at a cafe where hopefully, a taxi or Uber can find me. On the road to Armentaria, its all up hill. Big hill. Oh heck no! That will be a ride from start to finish. So I’ve got my journey roughly planned for greater ease for the next week.

    Its like life, you have plans and dreams and something happens and you adjust. Its just life and its ok. No regrets, no disappointments, no excuses.
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  • Day 8

    O’ Porriño

    October 4, 2023 in Portugal ⋅ ☀️ 63 °F

    Today we walked 10 miles across the border to Spain through forests & industrial parks until we reached the city of O’Porriño. The room we booked turned out to be a little Spanish lady’s apartment (Fernandra) who works at a floristería nearby. She walked us to her place & when we realized where our bags were being dropped off - her and I (narrator) rode in her flower truck to pick them up. 🇪🇸 🌸 🎒Read more

  • Day 7

    Tag 6: Geselliger Weg, zweisames Heim

    September 11, 2023 in Portugal ⋅ ⛅ 18 °C

    Los ging es von der Casa da Mota, unserem Haus am Strand (zum Glück ohne Motten). Wir gingen ohne Frühstück oder großes Fertigmachen los, sodass wir ein gutes Stück des Weges in kühlen Temperaturen zurücklegen konnten. Wir wanderten durch das neblige Gondarem. Auf dem Weg sahen wir ein lesbisches Pärchen, das ein Hostel verließ. Sie sahen mit ihren Rucksäcken auch aus wie Peregrinos. Wir stiegen einige Höhenmeter ab und kehrten für das Frühstück in einem portugiesischen Café ein. Es fühlte sich gut an, zu essen wenn man schon Strecke hinter sich gebracht hat. Wir genossen ein Riesensandwich und ein tolles Omelett, ein Schokocroissant und vier Siebträgermaschinenkaffees. Dies alles kostete uns nur 17 €, da wäre man in Deutschland schon mit dem Kaffee drüber gewesen. Hier macht essen also deutlich mehr Spaß :D
    Währenddessen kam das Paar auch den Berg hinunter und setzte sich zum Frühstücken zu uns. Sie teilen uns mit, dass Katjas blaues Handtuch oben auf dem Berg läge, weshalb Katja eine halbe Stunde investierte, um es zu holen (man läuft ja nicht schon genug). Die Gespräche mit den Damen verliefen schnell sehr philosophisch und tief, kein Smalltalk. Das ist wahrscheinlich die Magie des Weges...
    Anschließend ging es wieder am Fluss entlang weiter Richtung Valença, unseres Tagesziels. Zwischendurch besuchten wir das Dorf Ponte, wo wir einen Top Kaffee für 1€ tranken und drei andere Pilger kennen lernten: eine junge Tschechin, einen perfekt englischsprechenden charismatischen Niederländer und einen 17(!)-jährigen Italiener, der bereits seinen zweiten Caminho läuft. Natürlich wurde auch wieder über Füße gesprochen und absurde Techniken eruiert, wie man denn mit Blasen an den Zehen umzugehen habe.
    Wir gingen nach Valença, wo es mit der Geselligkeit aufhörte, wir waren so ziemlich die einzigen Gäste in einem riesigen Anwesen. Der laut den Bewertungen tolle Wirt und das angekündigte Abendessen und Frühstück fehlten komplett :D. Wir vermuten einen kürzlichen Besitzerwechsel als Grund für die Falschinformationen. Stattdessen gingen wir zu einem indischen Restaurant und bestellten die halbe Karte. Auch mal wieder gut!
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  • Day 19

    Porto

    April 17 in Portugal ⋅ ☁️ 14 °C

    Wir haben uns Pontevedra doch nicht angeschaut. Das Wetter war schlecht und im Bett war es so schön warm.
    Wir sind direkt nach Porto gefahren und haben unter anderem eine die die alte Börse besichtigt.
    Porto ist eine wunderschöne und abwechslungsreiche Stadt.
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