A futbol success create much celebration outside our hotel last night. It was joyous noise, but noise none the less :)
The little hotel provided a breakfast of eggs, juice, cheese, ham, coffee, bread, and cereal at 7:30. We wanted to leave earlier to get more walking in before the rain began, but the hotel owner said they don't unlock the security doors until breakfast time. When in Portugal. . .
It was worth waiting. And we got advice from some German pilgrims about a good albergue two days out.
As we left town, the skies were beautiful with clouds to the east and ominous to the west.
Rain began early. It had little chance of spoiling the beauty of today's trail through small farms, more eucalyptus groves, and villages.
There were no cafés for the first 10 miles or so after the city. We were ready when one appeared finally. Shortly beyond it we walked beside a stream, in the bed that surely must flood often. Happily not today.
After about 15 miles of walking we arrived at the famous-to-pilgrims, Casa Fernanda. The casa has 14 beds. Ten in one room and two private rooms. We lucked into a private! This is a "donativo" so tomorrow we pay what we can and think is appropriate. So far they have provided us lunch and said the beer and wine is in the fridge whenever we want some. Later they will cook us dinner and the 14 of us will sing folk songs
Others we have met so far are from Finland, Slovenia, France, Switzerland, and a hotel owner-self described Cuban hippie from Terlingua, TX. This is great!!
Maybe later I'll have a photo of dinner or singing.