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Morgade to Vilcha


Okay, there are 2 more things I don’t like on the Camino. I think I have already mentioned the left toilet paper and trash. The other two are abundance of flies that come into our rooms (only in a couple of places) and stories about thieves (only my towel a long time ago, but I found a new one). I have met people who had phones, cards, and money taken. They did catch the band who set off the teargas in O’Cebrreiro. But a couple of days ago I learned about a new friend from Albany who had her backpack stolen when it was left out by the Albergue to be picked up by the transport company. I am still having a most positive, enriching, rewarding experience, but wanted to acknowledge that there are moments of negative (few that they are).
I left the Casa Morgade at about 8:00. I stopped in Ferrerios for fresh orange juice and a croissant.   I loved listening to the birds along the way.

A bird singing on the Camino.
This was a great place where they left out some fruit and a note that said we were welcome to rest and take something for a donation. That is where I met Marnie, from Australia.

We could take fruit and leave a donation.
I also stopped at a little shop called Peter Pank where I bought a Camino pin.

Since I arrived at Casa Bandares in Vilcha by 11:30, I had to wait for them to open. I phoned them to make sure they had a bed for Marnie. Then we went just around the corner to Casa Susana which is another food donation place. Susana fell in love with this town and moved here from Australia.  She lives above in this little place where you see the tables and puts food out each day for the pilgrims.  It is nice when they leave her a donation.

Susana moved her from Australia.
I love seeing the cows being taken-out for the day.

Taking the cows out in Vilcha.


Watching the cows in Vilcha
I learned that these buildings called Horreo are for storing corn.

Horreos are for storing corn.
I had been wondering why there was such such an abundance of kale (Verza, pronounced Bertha in Spanish) being grown. It seems to go on for kilometers. I learned that it is grown for the vegetarian pigs.

This Kale was grown for the pigs.


I am so glad I decided to stop at this wonderful Albergue. Annmarie is from Denmark and she fell in love with Gordon, from South Africa, who opened this place in 2012. He bought it in 2005 and had to do a lot of repairs. I have had a wonderful day here and am sitting in the living room writing this blog.

Casa Bandera had a comfortable livingroom.
There 6 of us who are staying here ( Marnie, Sara (from Italy), Jan (another Aussie), Kate & Ella (a mother and daughter from Toronto).We thoroughly enjoyed a home cooked meal with the owners and other guests.

Dinner in Vilcha

During dinner I heard the cows again and, of course, had to go outside because the cows were coming home.

Cows coming home in Vilcha

Four of us slept in the bunks while 2 had a private room.

We had a nice room at Casa Banderas.
I continue to love my life on the Camino.

Author: Nancy Panitch

Traveling has been a passion of Nancy Panitch's life and she loves seeing how people in other cultures live. Her travels have taken her to many places within the United States, Asia, Europe, South America, and Africa. Being around people inspires her and she has much gratitude for the kindred Souls that are joining together with her in body, mind, and heart. She moved from Chicago to Portland, Oregon in 1982. It was one of the best decisions of her life. While in Portland she stays very, VERY busy. She volunteers (Inter-Religious Action Network, Human Rights Council, & ushering for various theaters); attends a Unitarian Universalist church; goes hiking with groups (Cascade Prime Timers & Trails Club of Oregon) and also with individual friends. Book groups, movie group, and bridge groups occupy her time as well. Her quiet activities include yoga, knitting, Sudoku, and reading. She enjoys all of these activities, but making time to see her wonderful 4 grandchildren takes priority over it all. She is happy to share this blog and hopes to encourage others to travel.

2 thoughts on “Morgade to Vilcha

  1. The bird you photographed looked like a Thrush of some kind to me, perhaps a Stonechat or some kind of Wheatear.

    The villages remind me of those I saw in the Picos de Europa north of you. I so wanted to hike through those mountains at one time.

    When I was in Northern Spain years ago, turnips were grown everywhere. Because the soil was not the greatest, they grew very tall and not very leafy compared to what we would grow in our gardens here. There was a wonderful soup made from turnips called Caldo Gallego. Another thing I loved was Pisto made of peppers, onions, and other good things. Yum, I am going to have to cook up some good Spanish food.

    You have brought back many wonderful memories!



  2. Love the looks of this Albergue!


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