Today was fairly easy walking. It was foggy and cool most of the day.

I went through Ponferrada with a glance at the Templars’ castle.

I sat over a cafe con leche and giant croissant, reading a Spanish newspaper. The front page story about the Paris attacks was already out of date, so I read an interview with the 89-year-old daughter of Francisco Franco.

The afternoon went through suburban Ponferrada, where people were doing Saturday stuff. This photo of a tennis court has no artistic merit but I post it to show I was thinking fondly about my husband.

Also thinking about my brother’s house repair issues…

Finally, through vineyards to
Cacabelos, which seems to be a centre for the Bierzo wine district.

I’m in a private room again tonight, and am about to go for dinner and to sample the local product! Since I don’t want the usual cheap “pilgrim’s menu” tonight, I have to wait until a proper restaurant opens at 8:30 pm.