The boats are in

I was happily waylaid today, eating a late breakfast in the sun, watching the fishing boats come in, wandering down to watch them being dragged up the sand by tractors, and then the fish - so fresh - being sold. The tractor driver told me that after pulling the boats up in the morning, he was driving inland a couple of km to help with the vegetable harvest of cauliflowers.

Later, as I was walking I met up with someone who walked with me earlier in this Camino, and he persuaded me to stop early and try this albergue. Fingers crossed against the bedbugs!

My one achievement is that I did conquer my fears and walk over a bridge I was dreading.Читать далее