Spain
Lalín

Discover travel destinations of travelers writing a travel journal on FindPenguins.
Top 10 Travel Destinations Lalín
Show all
Travelers at this place
    • Day 20

      Day 56 - Silleda - 9 km

      November 15, 2022 in Spain ⋅ 🌧 11 °C

      Weather: 9 - 13 degrees; with 70% rain predicted all day
      Clothes: The same but traded short sleeves for long sleeve merino top. Feeling a bit cold and tired today. Changed into short sleeve top as it got warm during the morning.

      The morning
      The night was a bit disrupted with the sound of torrential rain and banging barn doors - and it was still raining when I woke. Oops not good - I was very happy I was only walking 9.5 km today. Then I looked up the weather forecast and it said no rain between 8.30 am and 1.00 pm. Just the window I need. Gratitude abounds 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
      When I got up I noticed that the body was tired and feet a bit sore - just from so many k’s - no blisters or other issues.
      There are three Spanish men here today (and yesterday) with voices that seem to echo and project even when they are talking normally. They were chatting in the kitchen last night and woke me just before 10 pm. It took a long time to get back to sleep so with two nights of short sleep I am also sleepy tired.
      So again happy I am doing a short day today. 💜😀

      The day of bridges
      Apart from the continuing beauty of Galicia this has been a day of bridges - a magnificent new road bridge, an older but still magnificent rail bridge and Ponte Taboada over the river La Deza.
      The Ponte Taboada was a part of the old Roman route north. It has been, and still is part of the pilgrimage route to Santiago. It was rebuilt in the 10th century and has had subsequent renovations.
      The old road and the bridge itself were a delight.
      The sun came out completely as I crossed over the bridge and the sky became blue. Blessings abound.
      I got to Silleda around 11.30 am, had a hot chocolate and went to Albergue Santa Olaia. It’s part of a school and I can hear the kids at play and in class. I have a twin room to myself so I will be able to rest up as much as I want. I think I was the only one in the albergue. It was a bit cold and vast but I had a heater in my room, plenty of blankets and hot showers. What more could I want.
      I’ve been in Spain for so long now that things are beginning to look and feel normal - just in a different language. I will probably have a bit of culture shock when I get home.
      It’s only 40 km to Santiago.

      Burn Camino
      Read more

    • Day 19

      Day 55 - A Laxa - 31.6 km

      November 14, 2022 in Spain ⋅ ☁️ 12 °C

      Weather: 6 - 13 degrees. Rain predicted.
      Clothes: Same as yesterday

      Celebration 🎉🎉🙏🌞😄😇🥰😮‍💨🌈💕
      I walked 31 km today with my pack - because there was no accommodation between last night and A Laxe - and with one long and difficult climb this morning. And I’m still standing.

      Inner preparation
      After last nights Vespers it took me a long time to get to sleep and I wondered how the day would go. I gave my self permission to get a taxi if needed but as I left this morning it felt like the body would/ could do this long day. I estimated 10 hours which would give me time for intermittent short breaks and a long lunch break.

      The walk
      I started of with my French companion in the dark (7.30 am) on what turned out to be an extended climb along a rocky and steep water course. I realise now that this could be called a slightly technical climb as I had to constantly look at where I was putting my feet and plan ahead to find the most dry and easiest way up. I have walked (climbed) so many of these now that I sort of know the ropes - or rocks - as it were.
      However this was a long climb in the dark and needed lots of concentration, planning and quick reactions. It was physically and mentally demanding - and tiring. I remembered other times when I wondered if these sorts of challenges would ever end. Now when that thought arose I knew it was pretty silly - this would end - and just kept going. My legs were a bit wobbly towards the final ascent but with a few rests I got to the top.
      We had a wonderful companion for the first 6 km. The huge black dog that belonged to the monastery walked with us. My French amigo said she often had dog companions. She walked on faster than me and told me later that when she got to a particular small village the dog sat and looked at her to see that she was continuing in the correct direction and then turned and headed for home.
      The rest of the day was relatively easy. A few ups but mainly down - and again through the lovely Galician country side.
      The landscape became more open as the day progressed with more villages and settlements along the way. And more cows.
      I had a number of short stops for breakfast, snacks, more coffee and a full lunch at 3 pm.
      I arrived at the albergue at 5.30 pm. My 10 hour estimate was correct. For me eating the right sort of food at the right time is so important. I finished the day tired, but after a shower and a peppermint tea I feel fine. Tomorrow is a short day to give the body time to recover.
      Interestingly I feel like I’m waking up from a long (Camino) dream refreshed and curious about what lies ahead. 🙃🙂😇

      Buen Camino
      Read more

    • A Lalín

      June 18, 2022 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 66 °F

      After yesterday’s adventure, we fueled up with dinner in a café about 50 feet away from our hotel. (Strategic choice 🤣) The theme was eggs—tortilla española, huevos rellenos & ensaladilla. Then today we set out on a comfortable 21 km route through the countryside from Rodeiro to Lalín. We got to walk with the cows, meet lots of dogs and cats, and watch the local ladies make tapetes in the church at Lalín. Finished up with a little trip to the grocery store for dinner. Tomorrow we go again!Read more

    • Day 82

      Bike logistics

      November 4, 2022 in Spain ⋅ ☁️ 11 °C

      I am in Santiago de Compostela.
      The next destination of my journey is supposed to be Madrid, where my cousin lives with her family.
      To get there I would have to drive right into the heart of Spain: over the hilly Sierra de Léon, then hundreds of kilometres through relatively flat, presumably steppe country and finally over the Sierra de Guadarrama, whose mountain peaks are up to 2 430m high.
      Since my further travel plan then takes me from north to south through Portugal, I would have to drive almost the same distance back again after the visit. 😮‍💨
      There are the following alternatives:
      a) Take the bike on the train or bus
      b) Store the bike safely and travel on to Madrid on my own.

      I would prefer to have everything with me., but soon it turns out that this is not easy:
      - Busses only transport bikes with the front wheel removed. 😕
      - Regional trains with bike transport only run from Ourense, about 80km away. ☹️
      - High-speed trains transport bikes packed in a cardboard box but my expedition bike will never ever fit into the allowed shoe boxes. 😖

      So removing the front wheel is the least of the evils. As luck would have it, I also lose my special front wheel dismounting tool on this very day.
      Now I can't remove my front wheel and a flat tire will paralyse my journey until I have organised a replacement for the special tool.
      Bravo, Til! Great job! 👏 🥳

      In the end, all I can hope for is to get to Ourense without a breakdown and to catch a regional train there that will accept my bike - as it is - and take it to Madrid. 🤞
      So off to Ourense!

      Once I am there I find out that bicycles are not transported on trains from here. Except in the direction of Santiago, I could happily go there! 🤪
      I need another solution.

      The easiest thing to do now would be to store my bike safely and continue traveling alone, because right now the bike is just a millstone on my leg. And although it's a bit strange at first to leave my most important item to strangers, that's exactly what I'll do.
      The very first hostel where I present my plan supports me and takes care of the bike for a whole week. After so many difficulties, I hadn't imagined it would be so easy.
      Read more

    • Day 53

      D48 to Bendoiro de Abaixo (by A Lexe)

      April 12, 2023 in Spain ⋅ ☁️ 50 °F

      A early and wet start, only the second really rainy day in 48, so not bad, I quess.
      Got followed out by this older Spanish guy, in the dark, in the rain, up a step rocky trail, only to find out he didn’t have any kind of light. 🤦‍♂️ehh. I was furious! Is all about self-reliance, being able to take care of yourself. In my opinion is was a stupid, idiotic, dangerous thing to do. By the time I realized it had no choice but to help him through it for the next hour and a half or so. Then did everything I could to keep my distance. Apparently he make it this far from Sevilla, but I’m no sure how.
      I hope that dosen’t sound cold. When I stay ‘self reliance’ I think about the lessons you learn before going to Burning Man. Everyone is very generous there , but you are expected to have everything you need to survive in a harsh environment.
      The hotel Pazo de Bendoiro is AMAZING , a real treat. Spent some time in the Jacuzzi tub. It’s a converted old bldg, part was a church
      Read more

    • Day 59

      Lalín Stellplatz 🚐

      February 10 in Spain ⋅ ☁️ 7 °C

      Die Kilometer ziehen sich. Ein ständiges rauf,- und runterfahren der Berge geht nunmal nicht so flott. Wieder geht es über Brücken von der man eine wunderschöne Aussicht hat.

      In Lalín haben wir leider die Veranstaltung verpasst 🤷🏻‍♀️. Hier sind die Männer in Frauen,- und Frauen in Männerklamotten unterwegs. Vielleicht ein Karnevalsmotto? Wir wissen es nicht. Gegen 16:00 Uhr löst sich alles auf und die Stadt wirkt tot. Viel hat sie nicht zum anschauen...egal, der Spaziergang tat gut.

      Vielleicht schaffen wir es morgen bis an den Atlantik 🌊 🏖. Das Wetter scheint dort besser zu sein.
      Read more

    • Day 41

      Cea - A Laxe 35 km

      June 9, 2022 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 26 °C

      We were up early and left our bags packed and tagged for collection and set off for the bus stop (next to the bar-estanco Paxariño) with our day packs. When we arrived there was a man waiting for the bus, he spoke great English, he had lived in the USA for a while, and he confirmed that the bus would be there at 0630, which it was. It seemed like just a few minutes later we were in Castro Dozón, unfortunately we were there too early for any cafés to be open, but whilst we were pondering this calamitous event, the Repsol station opened and we were able to buy a few snacks before setting off.

      Once again the path was good, a mixture of tarmac and off road and we were enjoying one another's company. We did get split up a little as we all walked at different paces, so those of us ahead stopped for a rest at a nice seating area where there was a fountain for peregrinos. One of the ladies went behind a wall for a pee and just at that exact moment around 40 elderly hikers on a guided walk came slowly trooping past! Fortunately, none of them looked over the wall.

      It didn't take us long to get to A Laxe, which we couldn't pronounce, and Kathleen came up with the idea of calling it Alexa, and that worked. We had to wait 30 minutes before it opened, but we got all of our washing done in the machine and got it hung out. Our bags had been delivered to Ma. Jose bar further along the road so we went to collect them and stayed for drinks. We came back later for dinner and it was excellent, the lady owner was lovely.

      We were fortunate enough to get a dorm to ourselves and it was clean and tidy. I know you want to know about the toilets and showers - they were ok, not great but not terrible either. In the afternoon during siesta Kathleen and I walked along the road to the petrol station/café/shop and bought a few things and sat and had ice cream. It was one of my most enjoyable moments on the camino, she is a very special lady and spending some quality time with her on her own was a real blessing.

      It was hard to believe that we only had two full days of walking left before we reached Santiago. As I looked around the dorm later that evening, I think we were all feeling the same, excited that we were almost there and yet at the same time not wanting it to end.
      Read more

    • Day 22

      Castro Dozón

      September 19, 2017 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 19 °C

      I am definitely back in Galicia. Cold foggy morning,still very foggy at noon then about 1:00 no fog and immediately very warm. Quite a few towns of 100 people or less today. Typical Albergue for this region with large stark rooms with many bunk beds and communal showers where you have to hold the button in for water to flow and it never really gets warm enough to make it enjoyable. There is the typical laundry tub for washing by hand then hang dry. I was showered and had laundry hanging by 3:30 so if the weather holds out it should be dry by bedtime. Still it is home and for 6 euros a night is a great value. They even have kitchens and sitting areas but no heat or blankets. You normally have to call the hospitalera in this region to have them come unlock the door and they come by around 6pm to collect your money and check your credential to see if you are really a Pilgrim and allowed to use the albergue. Fortunately it was open when we got here today as we have no phone service nor do we speak Gallegos. (Many of the people in Galicia speak Spanish as a second language)Read more

    • Day 47

      Albariño at the fair

      June 7, 2018 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 15 °C

      I am within 38km of Santiago, in deep Galicia, land of mystic woods, deep green valleys, legends, stories and Celtic music. And pulpo, and fiestas and fairs. Of which there is one tonight where I am staying, in Silleda. We shall eat pulpo and drink Albariño - glorious local white wine.

      So close to the end of my long walk. Below are assorted photos which show today - including some from a little jewel of a 10th century church. Always I pass beautiful vegetable gardens and especially in Galicia. Lots of “grelos”, a green vegetable from the brassica family used to make Caldo Gallega- vegetable soup. Breakfast in the truckies stop to start my day. And an advertising sign, just for Ian (who does not like to walk). I think he’ll be able to work out the meaning.
      Read more

    • Day 32

      Celebrating the 4th in Bendoiro

      July 4, 2019 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 24 °C

      I have walked past a 17th century stone Pazo (estate) turned hotel many times and have always been tempted. This year, since I would be walking by on the 4th of July, it seemed like a good year to yield to the temptation. The Pazo de Bendoiro was willing to take me in, http://www.pazodebendoiro.com and the rate was really pretty good. it’s a big estate and there are beautiful gardens and patios for just vegging our. A good choice!

      The walk was a good mix of rural, forests, dairy farms, small hamlets, one big town with its glorious river walk, and then four kms through a typically ugly industrial park. I had a really nice conversation with a woman tending her spectacular vegetable garden. She rarely buys any at all, the plot has things growing all year!

      By 1 pm I was checking in after walking 29 km. I think the thought of a bit of luxury put some pep in my step. Luxurious sheets, thick towels, wow.

      So I am about 50 km from Santiago. Since I didn’t walk into Santiago last year for lack of time, I am really looking forward to it. TWO DAYS!!!
      Read more

    You might also know this place by the following names:

    Lalín, Lalin

    Join us:

    FindPenguins for iOSFindPenguins for Android