Camino Day 37: Arzua to Pedrouzo 20km

I had a slow start this morning after yesterday’s navigation malfunction. Second last day on the Camino, not a long stretch, why walk in the dark?

I completed my packing around 8am and was on my way.

Today was another lovely day, albeit a bit warmer than yesterday. I prefer the cooler weather. Beautiful colours in the morning.

Then a wide and new bridge appeared. No traffic. No sound. What was the bridge for?

It was another “work in progress” construction project. It looked like a freeway. Autovia or autopista.

I could see a few people in the distance doing something. Maybe construction. Nobody was visible below or on the bridge that I was on.

It reminded me of Chinese construction projects in Guangzhou from a few years ago. In something similar in scale to this project, you would see 100s, if not 1000s of workers. There would be an adjacent “small town” of huts where the labourers would be housed and live.

No MC Hammer as yesterday. Today The Surpremes ruled.

Are you looking at me? Well we are the only ones around here. Are you looking at me?

With apologies to Robert DeNiro.

That’s what I felt like saying to these cows. They are such curious creatures.

Fair weather and less than 100km to Santiago de Compostela means Turigrinos would be out in force.

Today’s highlight was a van stopping on a hill just in front of me. The driver walked around and opened the side door. Out stepped a handful of Turigrinos. How could you tell they were Turigrinos?

Well, the new and colourful clothes, the tiny backpacks, a lady with blow dried hair all gave it away.

They thanked the driver and started to walk… a whole 20 meters or so to a cafe where they disappeared inside.

No photos. I was just too stunned about it all. Is it so important go get a Compostela and to be able to tell your friends that you have “walked the Camino”? Or “experiencing” the Camino?

Meanwhile, back to the real world…

The markers showing the remaining distance to Santiago de Compostela were like a taximeter. An inverted taximeter counting backwards.

The markers appeared fast and furious and the kilometres just seemed to disappear. Sounded good to me. To the right is the marker showing there is 29.5km left to Santiago de Compostela.

The place for morning coffee…

…and for a chorizo boccadillo.

These are so nice but the greasy taste of the chorizo hangs around for a while afterwards.

The cafe’s idea for “point of differentiation” was to keep their empty beer bottles. And to display them on a stonewall as you arrived. The cafe’s “marketing campaign” seemed to work. Hey, I went in.

Not sure what “Peregrina” was. A local beer perhaps? Never heard of it before.

This building / cafe is Bar Casa Verde and is in Salceda. With its outdoor seating it looked like any other on the Camino from the outside, but step inside and…

…and it is a different world.

Flags and jerseys and who knows what were hanging down from the ceiling…

…graffiti galore…

…including on the walls.

Even a Norwegian flag had found its way inside Bar Casa Verde.

Again, that “point of differentiation” seemed to work well. Bar Casa Verde was popular, if nothing else, pilgrims walked in, took some photos and got a stamp.

Just down the road, somebody had amused themselves by making a twig cross to hang from a wire. The sun’s shadow made for interesting photography.

I have seen these lilliput car registration plates before. I finally decided to take a photo of one for its curiosity value. The plates look like something that should hang off a toy car.

This beautiful stone table showed two alternative ways of the Camino from here. It hang next to a pedestrian tunnel underneath a road.

And this… Thing… It started to talk to us in Spanish as we passed it. For then to proceed to play classical music. Odd. Why?

I tried to find the sensor that triggered it but I couldn’t find it. The thing got power from solar cells and there was a monitor inside.

Tonight’s albergue Cruceiro de Pedrouzo believed in advertising through regular boards as you approached. The distance markers showed how much further the pilgrim has to go to get there. 1.8km left to walk from here. Almost there.

Santiago has started to appear on road signs now. What is different with the sign below is that it was free from graffiti. Many signs were full of it.

I arrived at Cruceiro de Pedrouzo albergue around 1.45pm, got a bed, had a shower and…

…realized that I left my wall power plug/adapter for charging my iPhone at the last albergue. Presumably I left it still in the wall.

My zip lock bag should include two items, the wall plug/adapter and the USB cable. Now there was only the latter.

I borrowed a power plug to get my phone charged up to 100%. I may have to wait to get a new power plug until I arrive in Santiago de Compostela tomorrow.

The hospitalero suggested check the local hardware store. Which I did. The hardware store sells cigarettes. But it does not sell electrical items. At all.

Study of albergue life. Backpacks galore.

Tonight is the night before graduation night, the big one. We all went out that last “Menú del Peregrino”. That meant salad with tuna included, mains with chips, no vegetables and crap wine.

All the standard ingredients were there.

We discussed each of ours best, worst, most etc event, experience etc on the Camino. Fun stuff.

Let’s finish off with a few dusk pictures walking back to the albergue Cruceiro de Pedrouzo.

766km walked. 19km left to walk after Day 37

Final thoughts:

I so like the cone shaped snacks below. They are delicious and so more-ish. Yes, I am having too many of them. My waistline can take it. At least for as long as I am on the Camino.

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