Ferreira to Melide - Primitivo and Frances merge

All paths lead to Santiago de Compostela. Today my path on the Camino Primitivo merged with the Camino Frances. I had expected more traffic. It is hard to miss pilgrims shuffling in their sandals through siesta streets. Not too many extra - so far at least.  
I got out a little later this morning and had breakfast at the albergue up the road - good vibe. I would stay there next time, if there is one.
Narrow, mostly deserted roadways can be suddenly treacherous. Cars, trucks and farm machinery come out of nowhere. You hear them first. That’s why I hardly ever wear headphones when I walk.
There was an early gradual climb 
To countryside above the tree line.
And of course- what goes up . . .
And along for a while . . .

Past cows heading back from milking.
Through the usually bleak outskirts of town.
Towards the old centre with the church - with resident storks in its tower.
And finally - lodging for the night.
This albergue has a relaxing garden with an inspiring mural - and a bar restaurant as well.
You can see where you have been on the garden mural map. 
After settling in, I went wandering. The church was silent and prayerful.
The town museum next door provided a window on the past - including local Neolithic and Bronze Age artefacts. There is history and prehistory here.
After that . . . relaxing at the albergue.
Later I ventured out to find pulpo, a renowned Melide delicacy, for dinner . Instead I found the Melide town band! It was the final night of the Melide Summer Festival. The Plaza Mayor was alive.
Take a bow.
What an awesome surprise! A musical finale to a day on the Camino.