After last night's carb loading, the organism is fired up for the day ... the plate of potatoes cocida too much to finish, but since Lola had them prepared specially, it seemed rude not to eat them all ... which meant a little digestive discomfort in the night and a light, early breakfast fine for the 30 plus km to Negreira, with an epic Santiago in the possibility field ... still there past first stop at Santa Marina, 15km, second stop at Vilaserio, 26 km and another bar before Negreira where some time is passed with Chris, from Kettering, happy to share his rather unhappy story of Asperger's, depression, planned escape to Ecuador, where his wife and son live now ... and on, pondering his story, missing the arrows, finding an arrow free alternative, rather further on the other side of the mountain ... arriving tired and without further interest in Santiago today, at Negreira, and the Cafe Imperial and David, who suggests Albergue Anjana is closed ... more conversation in English, since he started life there , many years ago ... holiday today and tomorrow ... most of town closed, but his place full of folks ... a good menu del dia at 3.30. ... walking group of 18 arrive at four for food, since their hotel isn't serving food today ...
At the Albergue San Jose only upper bunk beds available, underneath a snoozing youngster, hopefully not preparing for a late night of fun ... anyway, after the single room luxury last night, it's all experience ... a basic shower, though towel provided ... sheets too ... 4 hours to Santiago tomorrow, carrying the cross ... represented by the rucksack, of course ... this one light enough ... as for morning coffee, it could take a while ... maybe all the way to Santiago ... and the temptation once there is to skip through on a bus to Oviedo, en route to Santander ... though nothing booked and Algarve still there in the possibility field ...
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