Remember that fabulous dinner last night? Well? It didn’t agree with me so I had a bad night. Good thing I had the room to myself. I am wondering if the strange (to me) mushrooms on the veggie platter were a problem.
Even though I’ve been trying to push ahead before the rain comes, and today was an excellent day for walking, all I wanted to do was lie down and close my eyes. The prospects for intermediate stops are poor at this time of year, and 25 km seemed too much under the circumstances. I cast an eye at the bulletin board with its tempting offers of taxis and backpack transport.
Instead I packed up my stuff and headed uphill at 9 a.m. in search of the Hotel Pousada de Portomarin. They had a room and by 10 a.m. I was comfy in bed. I slept a few hours, went for a little walk to buy sports drink, bananas and an apple. No greasy pilgrim dinner for me tonight! And no vino tinto either!
As you can see, this pilgriming is not always a barrel of fun. (I know. Most of you were already convinced of that, which is why you are at home reading, instead of being here.) But I’m feeling much better now and expect to be walking tomorrow. But I did need a rest day! Only 4-5 more days to Santiago.