Map of the Camino de Norte

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

Ribadeo - Lourenzá

25.75 kms

Oh boy was this a tough day!
We have now entered the Galatia area, which goes inland. So we have incredible heat. No lovely sea breeze to keep us cool.

We met up with the "tweenies" when entering the town of Cubelas. Clara was struggling with the 3 guys. We hadn't realised this was our last stop for food and drinks, before an incredibly strenous trek, up and up hills. Thank goodness it was still relatively early.

After one particular hill through a forest fire track, we rested. Clara took ages to catch up. Rod and I walked on.

I've been really pleased. Rod and my walking is very similar. We have a steady, paced walk. Not sauntering, not speed chasing. I have felt really comfortable walking with him.



This picture details where we have just come from - see that hill in the background, we crossed over it!

The afternoon heat was really getting hot. As there is no breeze, breathing is difficult. After our trek over the hills, we finally entered the hamlet of Villamartin Pequeño. There was a public tap, the highlight of the day. We drank and doused ourselves with that blessed cool water.

We had some more hills to walk, before we finally descended into Calzada. The first bar for hours. We were famished. The kind bar lady stamped our credential and gave us a feast of cervesa, bacon and eggs. A normal meal!

Lourenzá

Oh my goodness, just as I thought our hill walking for the day was over. That the saint of pilgrimage would be kind, more hills. We plodded our way through the heat of the day to Lourenzá.

A gorgeous town, with a church whose façade is so similar to Santiago's, but a miniture version. We stopped at Café Cadon, a bright yellow café, had a beer. Through our pigeon spanish, the café owner told us of a patisserie that had habítion. The owner of Casa Gloria was delightful. Our rate included breakfast, which, in staying at a patisserie, meant christmas ala cakes. We had a whole plate of cakes, cooldrink, a whole kitchen to help ourselves. Our room had tiled floors and a delightful tiled bathroom. But we had a bath, read, ate cakes and went to sleep. It had been a long day. We could do no more in this lovely town.

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