I walk alone

Yesterday we walked La senda Naviega. You can see by the picture that we were not alone. Apparently this was also the day of an annual walk. And so, we joined the mass of some 2000 other people on this rolling pathway along the ocean. At certain parts along the way a band of bagpipers greeted us with traditional music and some of the walkers took to dancing! Lunch was a picnic on the beach – empanadas, “pregnant bread” bollo prenado (bread cooked with chorizo inside), fruit, cheese, vino, y cerveza. After the walk, we arrived by boat into Galicia where we we focus on 100km trek to Compestella. Today, we walk 21km in a very rural area. Jorge warned me about the “kisser” on this part of the route. This is an old man who offers water – when you get closer, he offers his hand to shake, then when you get closer he kisses you on the cheek and then tries to kiss you on the lips. His goal is to kiss all the women on the Camino. Not today.