It was another chilly morning! Maybe 9 degrees, based on the garmin. Our fingers were frozen, there was a thick fog, and water water from condensation dripped off our helmets as we rode. There was however, a beautiful sunrise, that glowed through the fog. Viki later said “it was a delightful cycle this morning”.
We stopped around 30km in Guitiriz for pastries and coffee. The pastries haven’t been nearly as good in Spain compared to France. The croissants often have sugar on them and aren’t as nicely layered, we never see almond flavored pastries, and they’re generally just not as tasty. We’ve been seeing empanadas offered a lot recently, but here it’s a whole pie and you order a slice that’s charged by weight. We ordered a slice from another store with a very friendly saleslady, which was quite good.
We arrived in santiago de compostella right st 5pm and went straight to the pilgrim’s office to officially receive our “compostella”, or pilgrim’s certificate. It was an exciting moment, after a very hectic hour waiting among throngs of pilgrims. I called around albuegues, which were mostly all full, but finally found Albergue Seminario Menor, which could give us two separate one-person rooms for €24 each. It was a manic place, with tons of kids clogging the hallways, but we eventually made our ways to our primitive rooms.
We’ve now just walked into town, had a delicious dinner of scallops (zamboriñas), cubed pork (raxo), and dessert in a plaza of a very popular restaurant called O Piorno.
