Mi día empezó fantástico. La dueña de la casa me hizo un desayuno que extrañaba, dos huevos fritos con tocinera, jugo de naranja exprimido y buen café con leche, las cosas sencillas que extrañas. Los huevos, vinieron de las gallinas en el patio, la tocinera de los cochinos que ellos crían y el pan de la harina que ellos mismos hacen. Más natural que esto no puede haber. Esta fue la vista desde mi ventana.
My day started as fantastic. The host prepared for me a very simple breakfast, but one that I was missing. Two fried eggs, bacon, fresh orange juice, bread and coffee. The eggs came from the chicken in the back yard, the bacon from pigs they raise, the bread from grane they farm. You cannot have anything more organic and fresh than this. In my way out, I gave thanks to the chicken for such a tasteful eggs. Before I left I took this picture from my room window.
Saliendo de la casa a unos 100 metros está fue la vista que me recibió en el camino. Inmediatamente empezé mis oraciones diarias que hago en el camino.
Just leaving the house, at less than 100 yards, this was the view that welcome me in El Camino. This happened before I could start my daily prayers that I am now accustomed to do.
El día estaba andando muy bien y en el camino me conseguí con Claudia mi amiga de Colones, Alemania y empezamos a caminar juntos. Ella se hija a quedar unos cuantos Kilómetros antes de mi destino por el día, pero nunca conseguimos el albergue y ella siguió caminando conmigo al pueblo yo me esperaba quedarme, el problema fue que un albergue estaba cerrado y los otros dos estaban llenos. La opción que nos quedo fue PortoMarin que quedaba a 10 Km más. Al final ella camino como 42 Km y yo como 37 Km. Cuando llegamos a PortoMarin, lo mismo, todos los albergues llenos. Este es un fin de semana largo y los Madrileños usan esta oportunidad para hacer el camino desde Sarriá que está a 110 Km De Santiago y hack se pueden ganar su Compostela. La señora en uno de los albergues empezó a llamar por nosotros y nos consiguió dos camas en en otro lado del río, como a 1-1/2 km de donde estábamos, y para ya nos fuimos, gracias a Dios.
The day was going great and I found one of my friend Pilgrims, Claudia from Kohl, Germany and we started to walk together. She was planning to stay in an Albergue about 6 miles from where we ran into each other. We started to walk together, however, never found her Albergue. She agree to keep going with me to the town that I have targeted to stay, another 5 miles. When we got there, all the albergues ( 2 albergues) were full. Our only left option was PortoMarin, about another 6 miles. By the time that we got to PortoMarin, around 6:30 pm, Claudia had walked 25 miles and I had walked 23.3 miles. She was exhausted. The worst nightmare is that the town that have about 25 albergues and hostal was completely sold out. What happened is this is a long weekend and the Spaniard use this time to walk the camino from Sarriá (about 110 Km from Santiago) because they can earned the Compostela by walking more than 100 Km. One of the ladies at one of the Albergues took upon herself to find a place of us and found space on the other side of the river where we came from, about a mile away. God was good for us. We go there, took a quick shower and went for dinner, killed a bottle of wine and a few Spanish grapa
After a day like this giving thanks was the right thing. Claudia decided to stay one more day in PortoMarin to rest from a very challenging walk today. So the Spanish grapa help her to go sleep easy and ignore the snoring on the Albergue from all the men including me. Those little glasses were filled with grapa 3 times.
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