Today’s theme towards Ponte Campaña was rain. You don’t believe me. Then check out this morning’s TV weather forecast. Pretty much the whole of Spain could expect rain.
Thanks to Peregrino Randy from Florida, USA for the above picture.
Deb and I left the albergue 7.10am or so, walking through mist and drizzle. The approaching dawn provided opportunities for some great photo opportunities.
Very Harry Potteresque.
The turigrinos were not making any appeareances today. Instead, there were taxi cabs bypassing us only in one direction. The direction we were walking. Most of those cabs had darkened passenger windows.
It appears that vans shuttling peregrino backpacks do sometimes also provide passenger shuttling services. Read “not want to get wet turigrinos“.
Over to something more peregrino like. According to the sign, this field was once a peregrino cemetery. No evidence of it today except the sign informing the reader of that fact and a cross in one corner.
So did we get wet today? Damn right we got wet. In a futile attempt to find an open bar / cafe, we first couldn’t find any. Then the cafe that Deb knew as being good is closed on Mondays. And today is…
We finally found a combined cafe and restaurant and entered with all our wet gear.
That is my blue wind and rain jacket hanging to dry off that hatstand to the left. It kind of worked. Water was dripping down on to the floor.
Boots and socks off. Disgusting? Maybe. Do I care? Not at all. Any drying out is good.
Hey, I could even feel that my undies were wet. That was a most unpleasant sensation I could do without.
After a hamburger lunch, with tea and then a hot cup of chocolate and a token effort to dry up, I was on the road again. The wet road again.
The weather then did improve somewhat and the rain stopped.
Today’s supposed destination was to be the hamlet of Mato-Casanova. However, the actual albergue was in the village before.
Hence an earlier than expected arrival time of 1.45pm.
We are now a group of 9 peregrinos from a variety of countries walking together. The 2 Canadians in the group, Don and Cosmin, were already at our chosen albergue. Casa Domingo was a rustic looking place with a nice homely feeling and…
The rustic salon/comedor. Don and Cosmin to the far left. Note the chairs on the wall. And the old bike frame.
Casa Domingo albergue looked like a converted barn or barns with its open centre and high ceiling. All external doors consisted of two doors, horizontally split through the centre. Seems barn-like to me.
Well, the afternoon inside Casa Domingo was nice and warm with an open fire and heaters. The heaters also dried the boots and my drenched hat. I sent off all the remaining wet clothing for washing and drying. This is a service that most albergues provide.
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I just found out that there are blog readers in yet another country, Canada. The pressure, the pressure…
So for the Canadian blog readers and peregrinos, here are close ups of the Canadians in our group.
Most of peregrinos including me spent the rest of the afternoon in the salon/comedor. Chatting, drinking Vino Tinto or cerveza. Snacking nuts and crisps.
Don came up with a formula 50/40/10 for friends’ reactions to any of us walking the Camino. His theory goes as follows:
- 50% don’t care about us walking or not walking the Camino
- 40% think that we are nuts walking the Camino
- 10% get excited, want to hear about it and may want to walk it themselves one day
Hmm… Don may be onto something here. That ratio sounds about right.
Dinner… At 7.30pm. A fancy looking affair around a horse shoe table. With table cloth. For dirty smelly Peregrinos.
Serving of the primero dishes. Sopa.
I am becoming a real fan of lentil soup. I’ve had it a few times on the Camino and I like it a lot but tonight’s lentil soup was even better than usual. I ended up having 3 servings.
I also had one serving of the pumpkin soup which was excellent too.
Segundo/main dish was spaghetti and meatballs. Better than I expected but not what I would have liked.
Oh well, it’s not yet 8.30pm and I am ready for bed. So bed it was… For most of us tired peregrinos…