Redondela to Pontevedra - Galician pipes are calling!
That’s Francisco! He plays the pipes so beautifully and let me join in. We created a Camino flash mob! Phones came out, people laughed, we laughed- and then we moved on. Farewell to A Casa da Herba Hostel. I shared the dormitory with an Irishman, and a Spanish father and young daughter - I thought what a fabulous experience for both- inspiring for me - so my daughters and son and grand daughter and grandsons, Dad/Grandad is totally on board if you want to do a Camino sometime. Horreos typify the landscape of north west Spain. You know where you are when you see one - symbols of utility and grace and emotion! Shady green paths, narled tree limbs . . . And pilgrim sisters! She passed me in a flash - no way I (or Jake or Elwood) could keep up, she was on a mission from God. Breakfast happened at exactly the right time. Steady stream of pilgrims passed by- some I know, most I don't. There were lots of them. Hmmm should I book ahead? No way Mike, wing it! The way from here is busy becau...