We decided to take Irma's advice and stay in Triacastella which is not far from Fonfria, only about 9 km so we had another relaxed breakfast and left in the daylight. We got here and found the Albergue we wanted in a very ancient house that was renovated. We got here early so had time to get laundry done, explore the town, buy more cold medicine at the farmacia and had a mid day meal at a lovely cafe. I had pulpo (octopus) and pimientos de padrón, and shared a whole bottle of vino tinto. Then we had to have a siesta. Now we are off to mass in the very old pilgrim church.
Monday, September 15, 2014
Day#15 Fonfria to Triacastella
What a wonderful night we had last night in our little Albergue! We had our own habitación privada with our own baño with a window looking over the mountains. But the best part was the Gallician communal dinner we had in a traditional Gallician house - 55 people at long tables. Piet from the Netherlands who carried his little guitar in his backpack played songs that people from all over the world seemed to know and sang along: Country Roads, Yellow Submarine, It's a Wonderful World, etc. and the Spanish National Anthem. Then non-Spaniards sang "la, la, la,... until "Viva España". After dinner, the Hospilalera, who was Cuban, put on some salsa music and danced with one of the young women. What moves! The family who ran the place, Miguel and Lola, and Miguel's mother could not have been nicer. Irma is absolutely right about the Gallician people - and the food - and the countryside.
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Good food, good wine, good company, and your cold will disappear in no time :) The generosity of people - who leave tea, milk, cookies, bread, fruit on tables for passers-bye, and make shades and set chairs for them in their own porches - is admirable.
ReplyDeleteEverything in Galicia is not only beautiful, but delicate and sort of magical. Meigas and bruxas whispering in the mist and the soft, constant rain; circles of flowers and stones mysteriously laid on the Camino, gaitas sound coming from nowhere... so rural and simple, so so kind!
Oh I can't can't compete with Irma's beautiful lilting language. How strange? It is that we can talk along the way. I yearn for simpler times. I agree that the love of the people will coax that cold right out of you. How many miles have you traveled? How many more? Do you have your shoes on again?
ReplyDeleteEveryday the pictures are more beautiful and the stories of the people and places more enchanting. What an enviable experience
ReplyDeleteAgree - wonderful photos and descriptions.
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