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... Madrid, and they were playing each other (kind of like the Chicago baseball's crosstown classic??). It was great to see the passion they all had for their teams. Athletico won ("working man's team" I was told), and there was a big celebration.
Early to bed as early boat launch tomorrow to Padron.
Start: monastery in Armenteira, Spain (9:15am)
End: vilanova de Arousa, Spain (6:30pm)
17.87 (long, hot) miles
It has been almost twenty years since we were last in Galicia and so it didn't feel right to leave without visiting Ferrol, where I had my first overseas appointment during the construction of the Petrojarl Foinaven FPSO. We were up, once again not so early to enjoy breakfast in the streets surrounding the cathedral. Once again peregrinos made their way into the square but because they were a day or two behind us there was nothing that marked us out as similar, well apart from a ...
... was casual and light, emphasizing the positive opportunities we were experiencing. The only exception was while we watched the World Cup finals, after dinner, in a guest house. We couldn't be too critical of the German guests who were cheering their team on. The game started late, so we went to bed before it was over.
As morning turned to midday, and the camino trail turned into an urban ...
... the rest of the day. For those doing only Albergues, how do we cope with no curfews and rules.
Lunch today day was fascinating cross culture. The Brazilian couple, us 2 Aussies, the Scot, the Swiss, the German, the Canadian and a ring in Russian I've never met before. A cross mix of lunch food, savouring the last few meals of exceptional Galician food (amazing!).
Final meal before Santiago with four of our gorgeous German youth. So so so love these kids!
... through farms, forests, and over several brooks. The afternoon was a quiet (shhhhh) walk, with very little talking, because the rain finally caught up with us. It was very gentle at first, but before long it became a windy, whipping, hard driving rain. Our ponchos were awesome, but they just poured the rain down onto our pants and into our boots. Even without the poncho rain runoff, the path turned into streams where at times, even the highest rocks were ...