Life's a Stitch

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When we walk such a rural route I can’t shake this preschool song in my ear: I say good morning to the sun, good morning to the hills, good morning to the chickies and the hens….” The ear worm today should have been The Rain in Spain. I am so thankful for my lightweight hiking umbrella that I can attach to my pack so I can still walk with poles.

C with his ground score brolly:

Our first break today was at a cafe crawling with pilgrims. Tui marks the spot on this route with the minimum distance allowed (100k) for an official Camino Compostela  (certificate). The prospect attracts many pilgrims who have less time. We will enlist our crowd control strategy from last time: try not to follow the stages in the guild book, as most do, and leave later in the morning. The good thing, though, is that at the cafe we ran into both the South African and Latvian couples. So nice to catch up. And our country count went up by two today: Taiwan and Poland.

We walked in heavy, misty, drizzly conditions, through a park, forest and some rural residential areas. 

Galicia’s horreos granaries are growing in number.

Here’s a Roman Bridge with a pilgrim we admired. He was an older gentleman taking it slowly but surely. 

We arrived in Porriño to Cass Lolita, a nice old small house centrally located in the old town. The host explained that the Galician Food Festival was in progress. We are always happy to find accommodation right on the Camino. Then find out a festival is on. Then notice the huge sound stage behind the house.

Then hear the fireworks. At midnight. This time earplugs helped tremendously, as well as comfortable mattresses.