Having a quick bite to eat in Portomarín

What an amazing ride. From Sarria we headed deep into the wilderness, where the Camino took us through some extremely muddy terrain.

In one of the villages we were greeted by two very chirpy French Bulldogs, who were snoring of delight as we stopped to pat them. My parents had French Bulldogs in the past, and I can tell you they are as friendly as they are ugly. The French might want to follow their namesake dog's example, some of the French Pilgrims on the route are downright bitter. It is interesting to see how different the reactions are from some of the walking pilgrims. Most are actually fine. What's striking is that the Spanish tend to react with the most enthusiasm, especially when I sound my Camino horn. The Spanish love any kind of noise ;)

We decided to stop in Portomarín for an early lunch, as we already completed 50 km's. We parked our somewhat sore asses on a terrace for some pizza and general relaxation.

The weather is actually perfect for cycling, overcast, not too warm and dry.

More from our next stop.

Hasta la próxima
Douwe


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