Traveling Nancy

Traveling around the world as far as I can go.


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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.


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Other thoughts about the road to Acebo

Today I crossed the highest point on the Camino (1505 meters), The Cruz de Ferro (the Iron Cross) where I was supposed to leave the stone I have been carrying from home. It is supposed to significant leaving behind life’s burdens. The pile of stones just didn’t seem like the place I wanted to leave mine.

This is where people leave a stone with their burdens behind.
I just woke up thinking about it. This walk has been such a joy for me. Perhaps I will leave my stone along the way tomorrow in a spot that feels right for me.

By the way, here is part of the stone path we walked down today.

Some roads had a lot of stones.
The woman on the road who made fresh orange juice for me today.

Fresh juice from a donativo.
A view while walking.

Views on road to Acebo.
A couple of stone houses in Acebo.

There were flowers on the stone house.

 

Love those stone houses in Acebo.

 

 

 

Wonderful views in Acebo
The brand new Albergue that I am in tonight is like a hotel. The beds are brand new and very comfortable. But I miss the homey feel of the ones we have been in before,