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A poor day for Debbie.
... answers, bus in about one hour, bus stop about 100 meters from here!
We made our way to the bus stop to wait and as we arrived I noticed a taxi van approaching, the van used by some pilgrims to shuffle their backpacks to their destination! I hailed him, he stopped, I explained our predicament and our destination and he said he was going to O'Cebreiro also, but first he had to go to Villafranca to pick up some backpacks. We jumped in with him, ...
Weinberge, Obst- und Gemusegaerten
... weit sein - na wer sagt's denn.
Kurz vor Valtuille de Ariba machte ich die Bekanntschaft von Cevin und Dominique, zwei Amis aus Washington DC. Sie sind fuer zwei Monate in Europe und haben vor nach dem Camino noch einen Abstecher nach Portugal zu machen.
Die Gegend, die ich jetz durchwandere gleicht der Suedsteiermark und ueberall wird fleissig gearbeitet - entweder in den Weinbergen oder auf den feldern.
In Villafranca ...
Von Trabadelo nach O Cebreiro (1330m)
Die Nacht ist äußert ruhig. Keine Schnarcher, kein Husten, keine Handys. Um 5.00 Uhr verlassen einige der 8 Personen bereits das Bett. Aber auf leisen Sohlen, sehr rücksichtsvoll und leise. Alle Frühaufsteher nehmen Ihren Rucksack mit nach draußen und rascheln in den Fluren bei geschlossenen Türen. So viel Rücksichtnahme wie heute wünscht man sich öfter. Wir trinken einen Cappuccino aus dem Automaten und nehmen einen trockenen Kuchen, ebenfalls ...
Last Night on El Camino
... But she definitely wasn't her usual cheery self. I figured our recent hill climb and subsequent descent could have been a contributing factor since that must have been a lot of trouble for her. But she never complained about it as she just remained quiet and was sometimes observed listening to music.
Actually I would have preferred if she did complain some times. Then I would know for certain that that was what was bothering her instead of leaving me to guess ...
Abandoned
... willing to wait. I had done that enough on El Camino and after having reached the point of frustration I had today I knew I would not wait around any more.
I don't know what surprised me more. The fact that I was moving on tomorrow without Paola or that I wasn't feeling sad about it. I suppose even my threshold, of what I would accept, was surpassed today. And I just couldn't do it any more. With only two days left it was all but certain that tomorrow morning The Three would be no ...