Hola. We got a good start off this morning. So good to have him hiking with me. We found the trail immediately, but that was not so hard when there were only 141 people in the town. Guaranteed to be a small town. When Dennis first told me the population of Lires, he told me 142. Yesterday, we saw a funeral procession; when he looked again at the population, it was 141. Yikes!
I don't know what this succulent was, but it was the color was stunning.
This is the Gallego plant that goes into the Galician Soup or Caldo Gallego as it is called in Spain.
We had beautiful scenery all day. It alternated between views of the ocean and mountains to lush green forests.
Such diversity. On the right was a garden, on the left there were cows, and just past the cows a hórreo (grain storage) and behind it all - the ocean.
Awe-inspiring
As we approached Finisterre, there were more houses.
My first pilgrim ant. Well except for the time Dennis sat down for lunch on a red ant hill. Fastest I have ever seen him move. He literally had ants in his pants - the biting kind.
Finisterre and the streets leading into it were narrow, with businesses, bars, and apartments all in the same block.
I love this crazy restaurant. If you look closely, next to the door is a mermaid(?), sticking out her tongue in defiance.
Not a white spot on him. He was not particularly afraid.
We stopped in this cute little restaurant/dessert bar for a much-earned Coca-Cola Zero.
Dennis made a new friend. Mr. Beard (name unknown) works hard at selling postcards. He told us that he was originally from the Basque area of Spain, then proceeded to tell us his life history whether we wanted the details or not. I learned that he has a grown daughter in Hawaii. He liaised (was that polite?) with her mother when Mom was on a cruise to Tahiti. Mom's family was quite wealthy, so I am sure they were not exactly thrilled with a pregnant daughter and a father who seemed to be a n'er-do-well. Not judging - only relaying the story. We think he has/had some mental problems or maybe a drug history, but he was clean and very nice. By the way, I bought a postcard from him. I would rather support someone who is working at ANYTHING than some whiney person just asking for a handout.
This was our favorite course. If you have never had a real tomato then you are missing out of one of life's greatest pleasures. Most people have only had store bought tomatoes which are barely worth eating. This salad was practically orgasmic. It had onions, corn, and Spanish tuna dressed with a simple olive oil and vinegar. Sometimes simple is best.
For our main course, we had pork and potatoes and broccoli. Normally, I like my broccoli on the crisp side but the brocolli was so flavorful that I couldn't get enough of it.
Dessert was a raisin cake typical of Galacia. This is the kind of dessert that grows on you like Benedictine. I have had it before so I already knew that I liked it. The texture is a little different from most cakes but the more you eat the better it gets.
A little Galacian coffee flavored after dinner kerosene. It wasn't too bad considering that I don't like coffee.
Today turned out to be about 11.5 miles after we walked around town. So much easier than 20 or 24.
So until tomorrow - sleep tight!
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