26.3 miles left to Santiago!! Last night I ended up having breakfast cookies for dinner because I wasn't hungry enough to eat a dinner after my big lunch. I hung around the Albergue, wrote my blog, read, wrapped my knee, tended to blisters, and did my nightly organizing and stretching. I've developed a habit of getting everything done and then right before I go to sleep I put everything in my backpack except my phone, my glasses, my headlamp, my morning vitamins, and the stuff that goes in my pockets: my zip lock bag with my passport, money, and credit cards and my change purse with with my daily money. This stuff all goes in the bag my sleep sack stuffs into and then that bag goes in my sleep sack. Mr Burple stays with me of course. That way in the morning I can pick up my pack, my sleep sack, Mr Burple, and carry everything to a place with light where I won't disturb people who are still sleeping. And I don't forget anything. It's been working pretty good.
This morning I woke at 5:30, stretched, put on my socks and boots, ate some breakfast cookies, yogurt, and a banana, drank a cup of instant coffee, and stretched. I left the Albergue and walked in the silence of the predawn. It was lovely. I probably won't do this another time because the next two days are shorter and there is no need to leave early. I miss the beautiful sunrises I saw earlier on the Camino, but there are just so dang many trees you can't see the sun peeking over the horizon. Instead the dawn is heralded by the cock a doodle foo of roosters sounding from various locations as I walk along. Then eventually the sun rises above the trees and warms my back.
A lot of the signs identifying cities and places have been spray painted to change the spelling to Gallego from Castillian Spanish. Many of the people here object to Spain in general and don't want to be part of it. There are symbols of scissors in various form hanging from balconies and houses, meaning cut the ties with Spain. This under current has existed for many, many years.
One of the Galician foods is octopus or pulpo. A place in Milide, which I walked through today is famous as a pulperÃa, so I stopped and had some pulpo and pan. I posted a picture. It was actually very tasty powered with cayenne and swimming in butter.
Today we walked down to seven rivers and then back up, meaning we crossed seven rivers. It was a beautiful walk today with canopies of trees and a large variety of trees. The sky is so blue here in the country. While on the roadway I'm as apt to get passed by a tractor as a car. It's really delightful. Well that's enough for now. I really appreciate all the messages I woke up to this morning. It started my day off with a warm fuzzy feeling. If I don't answer them all tonight it is because I have a tummy ache.
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