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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
During dinner I heard the cows again and, of course, had to go outside because the cows were coming home.
Four of us slept in the bunks while 2 had a private room.