Samos

Samos is a double edged sword for me. On one hand, it’s a good stop after 20kms downhill that tends to tax my legs more than any incline and it is home to one of the oldest monasteries (and important Camino monastery at that) in Europe.

On the other hand it’s deader than Kurt Cobain. The only restaurant in town opens at 8:30pm, there is little to no shady rest anywhere, and the populace is very rural agrarian, meaning few bars.

At least there’s a supermarket, so bread and cheese are an option. But it’s not ideal, which is why most pilgrims take the shorter route over San Xil to Sarria on this leg.

I wanted to see the monastery and so I am here, sweaty, hot, hungry, and bored. Thank Zuck for the Internet.Read more