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  • Day19

    Galicia, we adore you

    July 7 in Spain

    After panicking about heat and parking garages, the Miserable Mujeres changed their trip plans from the wine country (HOT!) to the Galician coast and the Picos de Europa mountain range.

    First: Galician coast
    After Santiago de Compostela, we drove north and west to the Beach of the Cathedrals. This also has a Spanish name and a Galician name...and our GPS couldn’t find either (Thanks, Phillipa). Luckily, we were staying at a rural house just miles from the beach, and the proprietor was friendly and helpful. That first night we saw the beach at medium tide, had some pizza in town, and prepared for the next day.
    The Galician coast is known for seafood, so we went to find seafood the next day for lunch. We got lost (thanks, Google), found a random folk festival (they dress like Germanic tribes and do competitions???), and then had to wait for lunch...at 3:30 pm (total normal lunch time. Spain is not on Portugal or British Time even though it’s at the exact same longitude as those. Long ago, Spain decided to go with Germany🤦‍♀️, so now everything we do is at least an hour too late...but we digress...)
    Lunch was a fabulous mix of scallops and local tuna just recently brought in to the pier. We saw a guy grilling his own sardines as we were walking. Since he didn’t invite us in, we had to find our restaurant.
    After lunch we went to the “cathedrals”. This time at low tide. It was amazing the day before, but so worth it to see in all of its glory. You now have to get a ticket from the park system to enter the beach as it was becoming overcrowded and dangerous before. It’s easy to stick yourself somewhere past where the tide is coming in. Even at low tide, we had to wade through water to see the famous arches. Melinda, though she failed to catch it on film, had a favorite moment watching Maria wait for the perfect shot of waves crashing into the cliff...only to have the wave crash into herself instead...
    We did the beach, and headed into Ribedeo for their “Festival of the Indians”. It was another good time for the blog, bad time for the Mujeres as we drove into town. First we drove through the center where there were clearly people walking in from distant homes and parking lots, but...oh no...Melinda wanted to see if we could find the actual festival. “Turn here”, she says. Maria does so and the inevitable happens...within 2.3 milliseconds, we go from perfectly fine, two lane, paved road to...steep, cobblestone path. And don’t forget...that tiny little cobbled “street”...it’s full of festival goers. We try to go one way and a lady says, “Nope. You can’t go there. Go down to the pier and turn around.” But of course...No further direction. Finally, we are at a crossroads and Melinda asks the oldest man living in town. He tells us to drive down there, park at the port, and take the elevator up to town. Brilliant! We do so.
    Two hours later, we run into the old local and find out...he’s not from these parts😂 Just visiting. Just like us. For the rest of the night, we are thinking, “Hmm...was it legal to park there? Think they’ll lock that gate?!?!”
    The Festival of the Indians is a bit problematic. Everyone dresses like rich Victorians and celebrates the people who returned from the New World. We met a nice couple from Alicante, who agreed with us...why in the world would they celebrate how they stole from and killed the new world natives?!? Spain seems to really have little self awareness about the whole Conquistador thing.
    It turns out, although still a smidge problematic, it’s actually celebrating the Spaniards who returned from the West Indies. Spain is a land that loses people. People emigrate at a higher rate there than other nations. So, we understand the celebration of homecoming. Apparently there are some lectures held in town during the festival, so hopefully those are also educational about what happened to the natives of the West Indies after the Spanish conquered.😬
    Our friends from Alicante had seen us stalking a patio table to eat at and had waited for us to return to finish their dinner (love them😍). We talked for a bit, they went on their way, we ate.
    As we were finishing up, a group of semi-locals (from Galicia...”Gallegos”) were stalking the tables near us. Maria thought, “Well, they can have our table too when we are done.” And then we started talking...and talking...and sharing a drink. We never left the group. We were just folded into it. Now we have new Galician friends, and we stayed and talked until 1:20 am. Poor 9 year old Diego was about to pass out by the time we left. That’s pretty much how Maria felt every night she lived in Spain that summer of her 16th year...How do these people stay out so late?😂 We ❤️ España.
    Remember...it’s now almost 2 am and an elderly tourist (who has no car, mind you) has told us where to park.
    But the story ends well. The port was not locked up for the night. Audi drives another day.

    Tomorrow...”This isn’t a full lane!” Driving through the mountains meeting tour buses.😳
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  • Day136

    Ribadeo

    August 29, 2017 in Spain

    And we keep on heading west, after leaving Gijon we moored in Cudillero a lovely little town and harbour. There is no marina but fore and aft bouys in theory, we arrived just after lunch and inched in initially it looked like a wall of rock but then opened up. We could see the 'Transito' bouys yellow not red as per pilot book, but the lines were all tangled so being John he decided to untangle at least one by cutting and in threading it from the other and retying. We had a nice quiet night and were safe on our untangled mooring. After sorting mooring John rowed us to town for coffee, so much nicer and cheaper in Spain than France, and we walked through the little lanes to the top of town. Sadly when it came to rowing back we realised the dingy was a bit flat, when we got on board the boat we found out someone had dropped a fag butt in the dingy and it had burnt tiny holes in the floor and side before going out. Some people are so nice. Any way it was fairly easy to repair just a nuisance, next day we motored to here, Ribadeo on the Asturias Galicia border, passing Tapia on the headland, very built up. The coast line is a bit more like we are used to now with rocks to avoid. Tomorrow we are busing to Lugo with its 2.5km Roman wall around it another Unesco site its all about culture!Read more

  • Day37

    One of Galicia' most visited beaches, this spot is about 18 km from Ribadeo. A coastal walking path is available, but a group of 8 of us opted for the cab option. At 15€ each way, and four in a cab, it's a very quick and affordable way to get there.

    We had found tide information on line and we're lucky that the next low tide was at 9 pm. It's very important to go at low tide. Since sunset is at 10:15, we had plenty of daylight. We got there around 8 and quickly understood why this place is so popular. In summer they limit access with a ticket system. We read that the limit on the beach at any one time in high season is 2,000. Before the tickets, the crowds reached an unimaginable 10,000! For our visit, there were people there, but nothing close to a crowd. It was a pretty great way to end the day.

    One of our little band of four is hoping that another day on the bus will be good for her feet and that she will be walking again soon. We are headed for a town about 28 km and one killer hill away.
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  • Day36

    Have arrived in Galicia

    June 21, 2017 in Spain

    We took a long detour today, and we walked to at least five or six amazingly beautiful beaches. This is just a gorgeous part of the country. We ran into several other pilgrims, a couple of young Americans who had just graduated from college, a Spaniard trying to find her way, and then a smattering of French and German couples.

    Each beach was more beautiful than the next, and we had a hard time picking out our favorite. At one of them, we met a very nice couple from the area. They insisted on sharing their food with us, and wanted to know all about the Camino. It was a really nice day. The entrance into town is not so nice, because it consists of walking over a bridge that is about a mile long. But here we are, and no surprise, the weather has changed. Rain is in the forecast, but we have had such a large number of beautiful walking days, that it would be really selfish to complain about a little rain now.Read more

  • Day30

    Tag 30 Tapia - Ribadeo 13km

    August 15 in Spain

    Nachdem es gestern Abend später wurde, habe ich heute etwas länger geschlafen und bin erst um 9.30 Uhr gestartet. Sind ja nur 13km. Das sollte selbst mit Pausen in 4-5 Stunden zu schaffen sein.
    Unterwegs die letzten schönen Strände genossen. Wunderbares Wetter, heiß aber am Meer sehr windig. War leider zu kalt um noch einmal schwimmen zu gehen.
    Lief heute wieder alleine.
    Kurz vor Ribadeo musste die Brücke über die Bucht überquert werden. Diese trennt Asturien und Galicien. Auf der Brücke, ca 400m lang, ging erst ein heftiger Wind. Ich konnte kaum geradeaus laufen.
    Herberge in Ribadeo war vorgebucht. Da ich bereits um 15 Uhr hier war, konnte ich die Planung der nächsten Tage machen.
    So langsam muss ich schauen wie ich zeitlich hin komme, damit ich am 1.9. in Porto bin.
    Die nächsten 5-6 Tage gibt es wohl genügend Herbergen, aber immer alle im gleichen Ort. Man kann die Tagesetappen nicht planen wie man will, sondern muss die Etappen so legen wie es Herbergen gibt.
    Zum Abschied vom Meer habe ich mir nochmal Octopus und Ensalada Mixta gegönnt. War nicht billig, aber sehr lecker.
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  • Day12

    Ribadeo

    July 26 in Spain

    Ribadeo Is a bit larger town with an active commercial harbor and marina. The first pic shows part of the harbor and marina's while the second looks the other way, down the river and out to sea. The remaining pics are views of the town and some of the ancient fortifications there.

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