June 30: Little Fox House

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERALeaving Santiago yesterday, Dennis’ backpack seemed heavy and he needed a little help. Afterward, we delighted a young Spaniard  with the “globo“. The bus ride to Vimianzo only took about an hour. From there, it took us about an hour to walk to the Little Fox House (A Casa do Raposito). It was a beautiful day, warm, with a little breeze. We peaked a hill and then crossed the Rio Grande, which at this point is not really big. Once we arrived, Tracy Saunders told us we were the first to walk the 9 km to her guest house from town.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAWe have a lovely room in the centuries-old stone house.  Tracy is a wonderful hostess and makes us feel quite at home. To our surprise, the Little Fox House has WiFi. There are two other guests from Holland, and the dinner conversation was lively. Even after two months in Spain and Portugal, having dinner at half past nine seems strange to me.This is donativo which means that we make a donation for what we think the stay is worth and participate in the meal preparation and cleanup. We did the dishes.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAThis morning I slept in until 9 A.M, Since I was the first one up, I read for several hours before our host awakened and served breakfast. Afterward, Dennis and I walked 1.5 km along a river path to the town of  Ponte do Porto to see the town and the festival. We watched a procession that included a band and people carrying statues, the fireworks, games for children, and a stage show. We eat a wonderful lasagna served on the terrace of a little restaurant. You can’t imagine how peaceful and happy we were sitting in the sunshine, enjoying each others company, delicious food, and watching the local dogs. For the first time, we saw a Chinese Crested hairless dog; the owner said it was very loving, but timid.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAAfter  supper, Tracy took us to see a picturesque shipping village, Laxe, and then the 3000 year old village, Castro de Borneiro which is at the top of a small hill. I can almost imagine what life must have been like here in 900 B.C with fishing, hunting, and grazing.

I love Galicia, with its mountains, seashore, and local customs. I’m very fortunate to have had a few days to spend here.

June 28: Santiago de Compostela

Wrapping up our stay in Santiago de Compostela.

First,we retrieved our bikes from storage at Ivar Rekve’s office located at Travesía da Universidade 1. He is very personable and we spent a good part of the morning chatting with him.

From there, we walked our bikes to Mail Boxes ETC. They have a great deal for those shipping bicycles to the US: for 199 E, they ship the bike along with helmet and bags.  This includes the box and disassembling the bike, as necessary. There must have been more than a dozen bikes in the shop today, and almost as many different bikes there yesterday.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERASince I ran out of business cards, I went to the printers. The American size cards are different from the European ones, but they were accommodating and the price was reasonable. More weight, though, to carry.

Dennis tried to make amateur radio contacts, but because of the time shift, there were few Americans on the air. The balloon, though, worked well. He will try again later.

We confirmed our plans for the coming week. Tomorrow we leave to see Tracy Saunders at the Little Fox House. I am looking forward to meeting her and spending a few days resting and participating in a local medieval festival. She wrote the book, A Pilgrimage to Heresy, which I read and enjoyed. On Monday we will walk to Muxia (17 km away) then return to Santiago by bus to take the train to Santander where will take a ferry to Plymouth on July 3. There are many things do to in Santander, but since the temperatures are in the low 70’s, swimming will not be one of them.

While we are on the coast and traveling, I may not have an internet connection. In advance, I wish you all a happy 4th of July.

June 27: Santiago de Compostela

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Today we went looking in Santiago de Compostela for three things, and managed to find two.

We have been without our comfort food, peanut butter, since April 20. Dennis has been craving the nutty spread, but it is difficult to find in Spain and Portugal. Yesterday when I asked a local grocer where I could find crema de cacahuete, I received that blank stare one receives when asking a question they don’t really understand because of mispronunciation or when asking a question so dumb that it is too painful to reply. At first I thought I had the wrong word, but she told me that yes, it was called crema de cacahuete, but that no one in Spain ate it. Perhaps, I would have given a Spaniard the same stare if they asked me where to find tripe in the US.

Today, Dennis talked me into looking at different grocery stores for our American delectable. A woman in line said she thought she had seen it in another store about 1/2 km away and escorted us to the Carrefour Market on c/ Montero Rius 33. There on the shelf, for 4.40 E was a selection of crunchy and smooth (crujiente or suave) peanut butter. It is not the natural style we enjoy but with added sugar…more like Skippy or Jif. Guess what we will be eating for supper tonight!

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAThe second thing we searched for was a helium balloon. Dennis wanted to attach an antenna wire to the balloon and then get on the ham radio tonight from our hotel room. As common as these inflatables are in the US, they are as rare in Spain. First, each time I asked for a globus de helio, I got that blank stare. After a few tries, I realized I should not pronounce the “h” as in hello, but say the word as if it were not there; EElio. Even after pronouncing it correctly, most people have never heard of one. We ended walking about three km before finding a store that specialized in–you guessed it–helium balloons. For 5 E, Dennis walked out of that store a very happy man, beaming like a little boy.

The last item we searched for was a travel immersion water heater to boil water for tea.  We checked every hardware store, Chinese bazaar (dollar store), and unique high-end cook shops. Again we received blank stares. We did find a large one  for boiling a liter of water that would have taken up most of my backpack and cost 17 E. We decline.

Today wasn’t a complete bust. We will eat our peanut butter sandwiches, have tea (boiled with camping gear), and then Dennis will get on the air with his radio.

June 25: Santiago de Compostela

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAWe arrived in Santiago de Compostela on June 25 (six months before Christmas) hot, thirsty, tired, and with sore feet. On the way to the cathedral, we got a hotel room so we would not have to carry our backpacks. From there, we limped to the Pilgrim’s Office to get our certificates of completion. The person at the office assumed I did the Camino for religious or spiritual purposes and gave me a Compostela; Dennis on the other hand received the certificate for completing the Camino for sport, culture, or health reasons. I am envious; I prefer his.

On our last days, we both developed blisters: Dennis on his toes and I on the heels. Both our feet have grown, Dennis is now a size 15.5 and I am a woman’s 9.5. At the shoe store, Dennis had only one option. If his feet continue to grow, I wonder if we will be able to find him shoes on the continent.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAFrom the Pilgrim’s office we went to a cafe and celebrated with a beer. See how tired but happy Dennis appears. Exhausted, we tucked in at 8:30 P.M, forgetting to take an ibuprofen and consequently achy for most of the night.

In the morning, we went to the Pilgrim’s Mass and saw the Botafumeiro de Santiago de Compostela, a large incense burner swing over the pilgrims at the end of Mass. I was disappointed in today’s sermon. It had little to do with pilgrims (all about parents and educators teaching the young) and was delivered monotonously. I preferred the ceremony more in 2011, where the sermon was more appropriate for me as a pilgrim.

In the afternoon, we went in search of replacement clothes and to see which was better: sell our bikes or ship them home. We decided on the latter and will spend most of tomorrow completing the arrangements. We have decided to backpack through Europe, taking trains and buses as needed–I am too clumsy to continue biking. To date my falls have not been too damaging, but I have lost my mojo for biking. Dennis said that even though he loves biking, he loves me more and does not want to see me hurt. Isn’t he romantic! Now that decision is made, we need to plan our course, but I think we will be in England soon.

June 24: Padrón

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAToday could not have been more perfect–excellent weather, late start (11 A.M.) soft soil for the most part, short distance. To top it off, as we entered Padrón, someone had written J.B. the best on the sidewalk. Omen?

We had a late afternoon lunch with Tony and Lauren, a mother-daughter team from California. Fun people to talk with. After than we entered Padrón.  As we crossed the river, we could see about a thousand “brownies” or lake trout.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAAfter settling in we went to O’Pementero  (statue in front of restaurant) a local eatery specializing in Padrón peppers. We had a serving of peppers with beer, and then visited another restaurant for another beer and the local cheese. As Sonia pointed out, we will need to return to a vegetable-based diet soon.

In spite of all the eating, Dennis has lost 8+ lbs. We will go to a pharmacy before we leave Spain to get the official weigh-in.

June 24: Caldas de Reis

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAGlorious walk—perfect hiking weather, wonderful vistas, good food, and a good companion. We pounded our feet for 35.4 km (almost 22 miles); at the end of the day my legs were sore, but thank goodness for ibuprofen.

Dennis and I are amazed by all the rock in Spain and Portugal. They use granite for fence post, buildings, roads, picnic tables, plazas, and you name it; white stone for cobbled sidewalks; marble inside and outside homes. Large granite slabs are often stacked like we would stack firewood. The mountain trails are stoney (or wet). Everywhere there is rock, and yet the ground is fertile and gardens abound.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERASince it was Sunday, we had to walk 2.5 hours and over Alto de Canicouva at 145 m (900 ft). Coffee tasted so good I had two cups. As we crossed the old section of Pontevedra, we saw the 18th century chapel Santuario da Perregrina, shaped like a scallop shell. Nine miles later and dreaming of a beefburger, we arrived at San Amaro. To my delight, the had beef hamburgesas.

We arrived at Caldas de Reis to find a festival. There were music, games, and inflatables for the kids. The albergues were full with teenagers from nearby towns and they opened the school to accommodate pilgrims. We stayed in a hotel near the river, not knowing that it was near the center of that evenings activity.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAAfter washing up, we sat by the river, enjoying the sun, and eating local foods. We shared a meat empanada (mine is better) and octopus grilled with garlic and spices. We were in heaven, perfect way to end a perfect day. Until…

We returned to the hotel. About 10 P.M. the music started, not more than 100 feet from out hotel room. At midnight there was fireworks coming out of a small building constructed for the occasion and which they subsequently burned down. After the pyrotechnics, the music restarted. The fiesta is the Bonfire of St. John and 24 June is regarded as the Catalan nation day, similar to our 4th of July. They had really good singers, but I was exhausted and wanted sleep. At last, I remembered my earplugs which muffled the noise enough for me to fall asleep. Dennis said they were still partying it at 4:30 A.M. The Spaniards know how to enjoy themselves.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAWe were forewarned that most cafes would be closed in the morning. Since we are walking only 18.1 km (11 miles), we are not rushing out today. Dennis is using his amateur radio as I write this blog. We will mostly start to walk around 10:30 or 11: 00 A.M. Tomorrow we should be in Santiago.

June 22: Arcade

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA All the rest yesterday paid off. We walked about 25 km (15.5 mi) today, including two steep hills amounting to 388 m (1273 ft) climbs. The descents were more arduous than the rises, but provided us with beautiful vistas. Descending Monte Cornedo we could see Redondela in the distance. (left)

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAWe stopped at the central square in Redondela to put on sunscreen and cool our feet. From there, we  proceeded to Arcade, a small town on the Vigo River. The hill up was draining me…all I wanted was a lemonade or an ice cream. Just when I thought it would be possible, the road veered and we climbed some more. I was drenched by the time we peaked the mountain, where we took off our packs to let our shirts dry. As we rested, seven bicigrinos on mountain bikes passed us…I can’t imagine how difficult a climb that was for them.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAAs we entered Arcade, we spotted this shrine to pilgrims on the wall of someone’s house. People left small items in the grotto.

I am always amazed at how lovely the interior of hotels are compared to the ancient outsides. The same is true for homes; as I peer into open doors or windows, the modern interiors seem incongruous to the exteriors.

June 21: Porriño, Spain

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERALeaving Tui we saw this stone sculpture. Most of the earlier part of the day was along dirt paths and country roads. The weather was cool and just right for walking. Since we were in the Louro valley, the air smelled clean like an early spring day. We crossed several old Roman bridges (if you look carefully at the picture, you can see how the cart wheels wore away the stones.) Though there were some muddy patches along the river, I managed to keep my feet dry, at least until we had to walk single file in tall grass. This section was not well waymarked, and I was doubting the advice received by a fisherman. I am still not sure if this was a local shortcut or the actual Way, but we eventually found the yellow arrows guiding us to Santiago.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAI thought a lot today about what to do when we return to Santiago. We can take time off to visit Muxia and the Little Fox House; go to León and finish the bicycling Camino–either by peddling or on foot; or go to Santander, Spain to take the ferry to England or France. More importantly, I must to decide if I have the courage to return to biking or not. Busy mind.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERABoth in Portugal and Spain, people adorn their houses with roses, geraniums, and hydrangeas. In addition to flowers, many homes have gardens with various crops, especially kale, Brussels sprouts, potatoes, onions, and beans. Many gardens have grape vines, orange or lemon trees, with occasional nut trees. Many also have chickens, even in the suburbs.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAAfter walking about 8 km through industrial ways, my feet and legs were sore. Just before entering the old quarters of Porriño, we passed the 100 km marker. After stopping for tea, Dennis said I walked as if I had just gotten off a horse. Since we were both tired, we called it quits, cutting this section (31 km)  in half. We both appreciated the hot shower and nap.

June 20: Tui, Spain

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAYesterday when we left  Ponte de Lima, it was only 14 C (57 F), cloudy, and  with a 50% chance of rain. For this reason, I put on all my rain gear and covered the backpack. After three hours, all my clothes were wet from perspiration; the plastic rain coat and pants preventing evaporation; but at least I was warm. Yesterday was the most difficult stage of the Camino Portuguese with a steep climb to Portela Grande at 405 m (1329 ft). At one point, I was holding onto roots, branches, and OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERArocks to keep from falling backwards. Halfway up was a monument to Michelle Kleist , pilgrim, who was killed in a plane crash in Moree, Australia, on 30 March 2011. This reminded me of the Iron Cross on the Camino Frances. The descent is usually harder for me, but this was not too steep and I did just fine. It was a glorious day.

That night we stayed in a pension in São Rogue where the bath and electronics had Dennis laughing. He had to fix the shower doors before we could shower, then the water drained too slowly and I had to shut the water to prevent the basin from spilling out onto the floor. Additionally two of the three bulbs in the bathroom were missing.

When we checked into the pension we were told there was WIFI but that the son would have to type in the password. (You are probably wondering why there was such secrecy—we did). Unfortunately, after all that commotion, the WIFI did not work.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAToday started off cold but warmed up. We had a short uphill walk and before we knew it we were on a 16-km downhill walk to Spain. This afternoon, we stopped on a hillside for a picnic lunch and for Dennis to set up his amateur radio station. He wanted to make radio contact with people while still in Portugal and this was his last opportunity. We were there for about 2.5 hrs, long enough for the sun to disappear behind clouds. I read the book The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho while he “conversed” via Morse code.OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

We visited the fortressed city of Valença, Portugal It was very commercial with lots of shops selling linen and clothes. It is a maze of streets which made it difficult to leave. From there, we crossed the Minho (Portuguese name) or Miño (Spanish name) River into Tui, Spain. We are staying in a pension not far from the cathedral.OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA It was such a relief to not have to eat a Portuguese meal.  It seems most restaurants for the past 20 days have cod, trout, or pork or veal cutlets with salad and French fries. Tonight, I had a lentil soup and Dennis had a pasta salad for first; we both had meatballs (pork) for second.

June 18: Ponte de Lima

Left Tamel (São Pedro Fins) and within 15 minutes we needed to put on all our rain gear. Of course, once we had it all on, it stopped raining. We had to walk 1.5 hours before coffee…you would have laughed to see me almost run down the hill to the cafe. It’s amazing how hungry hikers can get; even with a late supper, we awaken with rumblings for food.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERABecause of recommendations, we planned to stay at Casa de Fernanda, a private home that provides accommodations for nine pilgrims in a newly built bungalow. We were also looking forward to a short day, wanting our feet to recover from the cobblestones. Best decision–especially because it rained all afternoon.

When we arrived, there were two people there from BrazilOLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA, one a priest. After a short while, four South Africans from Capetown arrived, and then a doctor from Germany. Once we got settled in and had lunch in the hosts’ lovely kitchen, we returned to the cabin where we enjoyed an adult “pajama party”. Two of the South Africans went to the market and returned with six bottles of red wine and two of port. We spent the afternoon warm, comfy, and sheltered, sipping vinho tinto and regaling at each other’s stories. I had tried to write in my journal but quickly put it away to partake in the camaraderie.

That evening the hosts Fernanda, Jacinto, and their daughter Marianna served us a delicious “supa verde”, kale soup, and salad from their garden, homemade bread, and baked chicken which they raised. After the meal, they extended their hospitality with stories, and regional songs and dances. What fun! Thank you, Ingrid and Tracy, for the recommendation.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAAfter breakfast and goodbyes, we had a leisurely walk to Ponte de Lima. This was one of our best days for walking–easy climbs, mostly asphalt, and ideal weather. In Ponte de Lima, the winds picked up and it got cooler as the clouds went over the mountain. I expect rain again tonight.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAWe had lunch near the bridge (Ponte de Lima). I have been craving a tuna fish sandwich and this cafe offered one. When traveling in a foreign country, one must be open to variations in customs. Dennis and I laughed; this sandwich not only contained lettuce, tomato, and tuna, but also ham, cheese, and a fried egg. Once again, I was ravenous and quickly consumed the sande.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERATonight we will try a local, spicy stew (Arroz Sarrabulho) …something different from the ubiquitous fried cod, sardines, or pork steak. Tomorrow is supposed to be our hardest day as we climb 18 km (11 mi) over the mountain. The day after that we should be in Spain.