It was a beautiful day but a dandy one..20.4 miles (46,563 steps) and my dogs are barking.
The Spanish have dryers but they prefer to hang their clothes outside. They use the dryers for towels and sheets and such.
An old horreo.
A giant must have carried this shell!
Most of the days was through fresh smelling woodlands. But there was enough up and down and more up than down.I felt like the little train that could.
I loved this casa.
They use sticks (soaked in water?) to make the base of these storage units. This was a fairly new one.
Look at this cobblestone footbridge into Melide. Picturesque!
There were several churches along the way. The San Juan de Furelos had a beautiful altar.
This is the San Rogue church in Melide with St James in the center.
A little footbridge.
This is the altar at Boente. I usually put a Euro in the collection basket of any church that I go in to. I fished in my wallet and pulled out a two euro coin, fished some more and pulled out a two Euro coin, fished some more and pulled out two two Euro coins. I finally got the message from above and gave the whole two Euros. I wish all my messages were that clear. The attendant gave me a card with a photo of the St James on the altar and a prayer on the back. The prayer to St James began "I am here, as thousands of pilgrims have been through all of the centuries, offering Our Lord the tiredness caused by following the way of Life..." It doesn't take much to remind me that I am following in the footsteps of so many people in this special adventure.
According to Travel Week, "The Cross of St.James is a Latin cross simulating a sword-shaped. Apparently, this symbol goes back to the time of the Crusades, more specifically the Battle of Clavijo, a village located in the province of La Rioja. Legend has it that in the year 844, the Apostle James appeared in a dream to king Ramiro I of Asturias promising victory in the battle against the Moors. Santiago, whose help was invaluable in the triumph of Christians, appeared in the race carrying a white flag with a red cross printed and helped troops in the clash. Such relevance took the cross after the battle that its form evolved into a red sword that would become the symbol of the Military Order of Santiago, founded in the twelfth century in order to protect the Christian territories of Muslim invasions. Since then, the Cross of St.James acquired the status symbol of the power of Christianity. Besides its historical origin, its shape and color are linked to different Christian references: red represents the blood of Christ, the three lilies represent the honour of the Apostle and its sword-shaped represents the torture that St.James suffered before his murder.
The Spanish people love their gates. They will have a fancy gate for a modest home. They are beautiful.
At 18 miles, I was about to boink. I was running out of fuel so I stopped in a little bar and saw these boxes of Tarta de Santiago on the counter.
The Santiago cakes are made without flour, it is all almond and plenty of sugar and other horrible things but a good one is worth all of the calories. This WAS a good one, so moist ad almond flavored. I left not a crumb. Energy to finish the day. Whew! I needed it. Of course, I had a diet coke with it. I sooner eat a bug than drink a real coke.
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