Redondela to Arcade

Another rainy day.  This is what life is like at the eastern end of the Gulf Stream. Warm water from the Gulf of Mexico that keeps Europe warm and wet.  The day was uneventful.  Every one passed me and lots of bicycles.  Hundreds of mountain bikers that all seem to riding in organized groups with numbers and shirts.

All scallop shells.  I haven't a clue who built it or when.  It is located at the top of a hill which are special places on the camino.  Closer to heaven, I suppose.

From the window of the alburgue looking down on Arcade.  I stopped and the owner said that he was full, only 10 beds, but that I could have his room and he would sleep on the couch.  That's the camino - hospitality and capitalism or as the Quakers used to say, do well be doing good.

The pilgrim bridge in Arcade.  It's wide enough for a car and a walker.  Tomorrow on to Pontevedra.