This is the 32k day I was dreading so, hey, I took the bus and gave my poor weary hip another rest. Tomorrow I walk again. One of the facts of life on the camino is that plans change and consequences are immediate and must be dealt with because one wants to keep moving forward. The solitary walk has become more interesting with the addition of a Spaniard, a Dutchman and two Italians. However, they are all walking the guidebook which has them walking 30k days. So after breakfast tomorrow, I won't see any of them again. Adios amigos. Buen camino.
This may be the national pastry - pasteis de nata. Very flaky crust filled with custard.
The church in Alvaiazere. The steeple is unusual and a local woman opened the church just for us.
Carlos Pinheiro is the owner of the best alburgue yet on the Camino Portuguese. He just brought out his private supply of ten year old port wine. He speaks Portuguese, Spanish and English. I'm staying in the John Brierley room which is kind of a joke on me because he is the author of the guidebook that says to walk 32k tomorrow. Sorry John, get stuffed.
The church in Alvaiazere. The steeple is unusual and a local woman opened the church just for us.
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