Hello, everyone.
We woke up in Ferreira (at Albergue A Nave) and got ready and walked out the door about 0840 to find: blackness. And fog. Turned around, went back inside to wait for light in the albergue lobby. Started out again.
It was still pretty foggy. The crosses are the church graveyard peeking over the wall. As we walk past graveyards, I try and remember to say a prayer for the folks buried there.
As we are in the last 100 km, there is more pilgrim traffic to share the trail with--note two groups in background. And the sun is finally out!
A caterpillar that I, personally wouldn't want to play around with!
In the US, gardeners talk of the Three Sisters, the crops that the Eastern future-US Indians used to grow together. These three are Corn (maize to the Brits!), squash, and beans. Here we see two of the three growing together. And what beautiful squashes they are!
In Melide, we ate, of course, Pulpo. It was wonderful. Melide is also where the Primitivo connects up to the Ruta Francés.
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