Melide

At the end of dinner, a man, whom I thought to be Australian, turned me and asked, do you speak English? I replied, “Un poquito, why do you ask?” “Ha, Ha, an American!” And he limped off. His table mates explained that his shoes over the past two days and 25 km have been golf shoes and they are putting him in a taxi tomorrow. Samantha, Nick James and Grainne James are Irish and invited me over for a glass of wine. It was Grainnes’ 60th birthday yesterday and they are traveling the last 100km of The Del Norte Way. Eventually they will meet a larger group in Salamanca. A good time of fellowship and discussing parenting and Grainnes advice (she is a psychologist). Be open to reconciliation and “make an intentional space” for it.

I will hike back to Furelos to try to catch its uncommon crucifix. The elder brother of the pair that runs Carlos 96 advises it’s a market day in Melidé which will be fun.
Made it to the Igrexa de San Xoan de Furelos, but sadly the church has been closed since Covid. It’s crucifix is supposed to be unique since Christ is atypically pointing one hand to heaven while the other reaches to earth.

Regrouped and found the Sunday market in Melidé and went to mass at Igrexa San Pedro de Melidé. Found the historical cultural museum across the street, housed in a former Hospital.Weiterlesen