The kindness of strangers
Aug 28, 2006
Aug 31, 2007
. They invited me along with them which was incredibly nice and my cruddy day turned into a really fun adventure!
The crew was Edward (Portuguese/English, he saved me from my horrible Spanish) his brother- in -law Fernando (from Bilbao,very patient with my horrible Spanish), and Joao, (expecting a baby tomorrow) the cousin from Braga who met us in the parking lot while popping a wheelie on his road bike. We hiked all day, on real paths and made up ones, got worn out, had a great baccalhau lunch (dried salted cod) and headed up to Vigo in Spain, where Edward´s wife so nicely set me up in a hostel. I woke up early the next morning and was on the bus (all day!) to Bilbao.
Muito obrigado, and muchisimos gracias to everyone who made my day so great.
I woke up and thought, this is going to be one of the most pain in the neck days of my trip. I managed to get myself way into the north of Portugal, into Geres, the town next to the country´s only national park. I heard this was a great place to do some walks. So, here I was. The problem is while travelling is that while you are trying to enjoy where you are, you are always worried about the next step, for example, how am I going to get out of here? The plan in my head was to go from here to Spain, this town is only a stone´s throw from the border, so I figured it would be easy...I was wrong of course. To get out I would have to go back down and around and wait and sleep.... basically a pain. So I went to breakfast kind of grumpy and stressed, went on and on in Spanish to the Portuguese speaking hostess about how I could get to Spain. These two nice guys sat down next to me, we started talking, and wouldn´t you know, they were going to Spain that day, and also were planning on doing the same hike