How are we doing, now over 400 miles into our trek?
A slice of the morning landscape:
Sweet....
Water drops or lace?
The walking was pretty, but the weather was slightly too cold and damp to be comfortable, so when we came upon a place to stop, about an hour before our destination, we gladly took advantage. Cafe con leche, perfectly hot and a huge slice of almond tart, a specialty of the area, were utterly delicious to the last crumb:
Tanya lingers over her coffee:
A pig in a shop window in Sarria:
King Alphonso IX. Is he stern or what?
I was somewhat concerned about our
because it was at the bottom of the hotel list for the city, but it was surprisingly decent. No rustic touches or charming design features, but an elevator, spacious, sunny rooms, and walls thicker than paper. We are perfectly satisfied.
The shower-clothes washing-document shifting, all part of the robotic daily cycle go fast, and we head out in search of sustenance so that we will be full of energy to attack the never-to-be-found antique shops.
Remember him?
Well, this is him for lunch:
I am less adventurous:
Maybe they "all look the same," but the church bell towers are ever lovely to look at:
What did this guy do to deserve that?
There was less to investigate in Sarria than we expected or discovered, so we hit the supermarket to buy supplies for an eat-in dinner. No complaints!
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Location:Triacastela to Sarria
One of the convenient things for me about keeping kosher is that I have never liked many of the things that others consider delicacies: lobster, crab, and certainly not octopus.
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