Ribadiso to O Pedrouzo (Pop: 5000)
May 2, 2015
7:35 AM to 12:55 PM
5 hrs 20 min for 23 km (1/2 hr less for Margaret)
Yesterday was rainy. Today we were expecting Noah and his ark. I am sure the amount of rain falling must have been 120 litres per square metre. The flood waters subsided after seventeen kilometres. Thankfully! I felt I had done more than enough penance. We were soaked inside and out. A new blister sprouted on my right heel and the one on the left grew enormously.
We continued on tree-lined pathways, many of which had become rivers or seas of mud. Churches were scarce. There was one as we left Arzua and none after that.
We have a private room with bathroom and shower at Pension Pedrouzo. This is right on the N547 going through the newer commercial part of town. Not especially enchanting from the outside but it is easily the largest room we have had: about 20′ by 24′ with three large singles and a big purple velour couch. No art on the white walls. Margaret and I are especially looking forward to a good night’s sleep after a poor one last night.
Margaret and I just walked around the back streets to find Santa Eulalia, but the church was closed. We learned from a sign on the door that today was a 96 year old man’s birthday and his children, grandchildren and great grandchildren wished him well. In the street beside the church a man was herding sheep. Margaret tried her hand at herding; the shepherd had to chase his sheep to regain control.
There were only four bar/cafes all day. Brian and I stopped at the first one for a coffee and had hugs and a visit with Danielle and James. They got ahead of us by taking a taxi one day. Margaret was walking ahead of us and did not stop until the second place where she had bacon and eggs.
Brian and I met Danielle and James again just before our destination of O Pedrouzo; so, they walked into town with us. They were stopping for food before continuing nine kilometres to the edge of Santiago. They want to have a short walk tomorrow to get to the noon mass at the cathedral.
We just had lunch at the CHE4 cafeteria: we shared pizza, an empanada and melon with prosciutto. Brian, who does not like melon, declared this white melon to be the best, sweetest melon he had ever had. We sampled a sweet each. You know the bite-sized chocolate eclairs were delicious since Brian said he could have eaten two.
Only one more day to walk. We are ecstatic…and very tired! We can do this…flood or no flood!