The day started well.
We began our walk out of Melide to be greeted by a cheeky little pony tied up in the middle of the track. Zoe was in raptures of course, in the photo below you can see the thing trying to eat Harry. It snuffled at our clothing and skin trying to get anything it could out of us. No cigar. Zoe went on to talk about horses and ponies for the next hour.
The day was nice enough, the air was cool, the walking distance only about 16km so we took our time. I still did not feel real flash from the day before so I only snapped a couple of pics. I just concentrated on getting to our destination.
This is another lovely little stone cross that seem to exists everywhere in Spain, more and more are around though as we approach Santiago, it is almost like the experience is intensifying as you get closer, like there is more and more cordial in your drink, more and more G in your G&T.
After a few lazy hours we rolled into Arzua and were greeted again by St James on the plinth above. Not a particularly spectacular day scenery of event wise, just more of the same.
The hotel was nice, the food was great and we hooked up with the Americans, Margaret and Alex, I had mentioned earlier for a drink after dinner. We chatted about life in the states, being a chinese immigrant etc and the evening would have been quite pleasant and forgettable if not for one amazing thing.
About 9pm while we were chatting after dinner the town was abuzz. Just about every emergency vehicle in the district went zooming past our hotel with sirens blaring in the space of about 15 minutes.
It was noticeable but not alarming. We chatted for a bit longer and went to bed, not knowing that our Camino had just had a dramatic shift.
My dad always used to say, 'never let the sun go down on your anger', and I am a proponent of making sure you tell the people you love that you do. You just never know when that last moment will be.
Buen Camino Pergrinos
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