today was hard
and beautiful.
we managed to get some food yesterday. after visiting a local bar where the mesero served us with bebidas and supplied us with algo para picar, we had all but given up on a real dinner, just as another pilgrim we met on the street had. at first we communicated more with hands and eyes, but then we figured out that my castilliano isn’t all that bad. just give me time!
we agreed that it should work to convince the only rerstaurant open on good friday evening, but kitchen start at 9pm to serve us with a quick meal in time for closing time of the albergue. 10pm sharp the doors close, the hospitalera returns home and the lights are out. which is generally good, because all pilgrims need a good night’s rest, before doing it all again the next day. plus, everybody needs to be out of the albergue by 8am.
it wasn’t just some food, but big plates full of food. ternera galicia, pulpo, ensalada, papas fritas.
and some more food added in the morning, when we had the obligatory cafes con leche y napolitanas.
however, today we seemed to carry all that food with us. and for parts of the way it was two rucksacks for me, so the day wouldn’t be too hard for our daughter. i know, i’m a hero!
from baamonde we headed along a main road, but soon embarked on another pleasant hike across rolling galician landscapes, through forests, often with eucalyptus trees, broom bushes, mostly uphill, but all in all maybe 250m of elevation gain.
long stretches of the camino one walks along tracks framed by stone slab fences, a bit like giant teeth in bad shape. on the other side cows, sheep, horses, or just pastures and shrub.
today’s main shrub were broom bushes, in full bloom, so the whole hill before arriving into a roxica was covered in yellow.
in a roxica, elena was already expecting us. we will stay here until monday, elena will cook for us, tomorrow we will wash our clothes, so we are prepared well for our arrival into santi on thursday.
