Day Six Camino de Santiago

Day 6 4/23/2014 – Tuí

ancient bathtub journalI am sitting on an ancient bathtub with Paul, eating Kinder Bueno (a yummy chocolate bar). 12 miles today and we crossed into Spain! We are halfway to Santiago!!! We stopped at a farmácia to get more ibuprofen and I asked the pharmacist which was his favorite place for dinner. He told us to follow him and he left his shop and walked us through the town to a restaurant. He shouted something in Spanish to the bar owner, who shouted something to the chef, who agreed to something, and there we were, he had ordered for us! It was such a neat experience. I like Spain so far, there are new friends Thomas and Carolinefriendly faces in our albergue, as there was on the road, and every café we stopped into. It is nice, like we are a group of friends with shared experiences. I was inspired today by a man who is living a dream I have. He is from Canada and he walked the Camino Portuguese, fell in love with it and is now building a beautiful albergue (which he gave us and Evelyn a tour of). It will have a café attached and it feels like it is almost in the middle of the forest. Ahh, to passionately pursue and commit to a dream. That is a dream, but what is my dream… maybe the Camino will answer this for me. For now, I always want to be happy, I want to be a positive light for others, I want to be in love and be loved, and I want to one day be an incredible mother.

view from albergue cemetery

This morning was fun, almost everyone from the group was at the first café, and the second… Our walk was through a lot of beautiful countryside, it was warm at times, but a good walk. We hope to rise early tomorrow and accomplish many miles while remaining healthy.

Buen Camino

In Spain, it was harder to find locals who spoke English and there were no more signs in tile work SantiagoEnglish. It was a bit isolating, but most pilgrims spoke some English so we could communicate with some people. There was a neat couple from Costa Rica, who spoke no English, and we tried hard to communicate with them, but it did not work. We saw them for several days and kept trying though. We went through a lot of ibuprofen. The good thing is that in Portugal and Spain it comes in 600 milligram tablets and it is very inexpensive. This blew our minds as it is quite expensive and only 200 milligrams in the States. The dinner that the pharmacist ordered for us ended up being chicken fingers, of all things. Our first dinner in Spain and we have chicken fingers! I will say that there was a good spicy dipping sauce. We took the left overs to carry with us the next day for a snack. We went to a Supermercado to buy some food for the next day as we knew there wouldn’t be many places to eat along the road and it was a many mile day. Fruit was easy to eat along the way, babybell cheese came in handy too.  Cafés were the most welcomed sight. You could spot one coming by the signature red umbrellas and tables. At this point we stopped at almost every one as they were spread far apart and we could use the break. We fell in love with café con leche, which is equal parts espresso and steamed milk in a small cup. Paul also became a straight up espresso drinker. We usually got a café con leche, pastry, Kinder Bueno for the road and fruit, if they had it. And ham and cheese sandwiched, that seemed to be the only actual food you could get. Paul was starting to hate the sight of a ham and cheese sandwich, while I was beginning to love it, I would get so hungry that I could kiss a ham and cheese sandwich.

leaving Portugal Spain

There was the most amazing cathedral in Tuí. I want to learn more about it. It made me think of a Dan Brown novel or the Knights Templar. It was beautiful and had statues and symbols of so many things that I knew nothing about… There is so much that I don’t know. We took a bridge to cross into Spain. There was a huge Portugal sign on the Portuguese side, a long bridge over  river, where Paul’s shirt fell off his pack, and a German couple (also Pilgrims) grabbed it for us and then a huge Spain sign on the Spanish side. This was our first night in a Xunta, which is the Spanish government run albergue. Thee had a fixed rate of 6 Euros a night, which was nice. This there were a lot of pilgrims over a few floors. We slept in bunk beds, we both were on the top bunk, with a stranger underneath. I can picture this place so vividly as I write.

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