We left our alberque at the 100kms marker after a lovely stay in a great room with just two beds and our own private bathroom. The hostel itself was a beautifully restored stone house with a perfect garden, artistic layout and wonderful hospitaleros. We had a very tasty communal meal of lentil soup, chicken and […]

Sarria was a little quiet. Our hostel was right on the Camino but a little out of the old town where all the action would be. Still it was right beside a great restaurant. We went there for lunch and dinner. Although it was mainly pub food, I still got some lovely marinated anchovies with

This post is a little late because I’ve been trying to keep up with my son. We had dinner in the plaza Mayor in Madrid on Thursday evening. It was spare but cost too much. The cost of the mains was ok it was the extras – water, bread, and a deft switch from a

Nick and I flew Air Canada from Toronto to Montreal thinking we had an hour or so to wait before heading to Madrid. Well I must have merged some info from all the research I had done booking flights because as we were checking for our gate number I got a text saying our flight

…….or ‘the unravelling.’ I arrived back home October 25, 2025. My plants had survived their neglect. In fact three orchids that rarely bloomed were in promising bud. I met pilgrims for coffee on the 26th and walked with another group of pilgrims on the 27th. I obviously never get tired of walking and talking. The

Today was a great day. There was no rain and it was warm enough for shirtsleeves. I had breakfast at the cafe´ I had the salad at last night, Negra. They did a wonderful scrambled eggs on toast in a very relaxing atmosphere. I then left to find Livraria Lello, the most beautiful book store

Today was an interesting day. I slept well in the hostel last night. I didn’t need dinner. My two lunches were very filling. I left about 7:45am to have breakfast at the bus station which was a block away from the hostel. I bypassed all the shrink wrapped offerings on the counter and asked the

Somehow the world lets you know when it’s time to go home and reset your compass. I have returned to the Albergue by the bus station. I got a much better bunk in a slightly better room (or a much better room with a slightly better bunk) with a phone charger right beside me. This

Today I thought I had the day to myself. I would look in every shop for small gifts to take home. I could lose myself in the labyrinth of streets that descend from the Cathedral and send you to your various purgatories. My phone was charged and I felt confident I could get out of

What does one do when there is nothing to do? Well it turns out a lot. I’ll keep you posted.