Cafe Surfing
Yesterday I drove through the town of Barcelos and I had thought after meeting the walkers for lunch I might drive to the old town of Braga just 20km away. The bridge over the Rio Cávado in Barcelos Having yesterday realized I’m not a pilgrim, today I quickly realized I’m not a tourist either. To […]
Showdown in the Albergue
After another stretch along the coast the Camino continues inland along the river from Vila do Conde to Arcos, where it rejoins the main Camino route and on to São Pedro de Rates. It is surprising how quick the drive takes when last week it would have meant about 6-7 hours of walking. Hubby and […]
The End of the Road (Walking)
A friend once said that you don’t walk the Camino, the Camino walks you and that if you are not meant to be here it has a way of stopping you in your tracks. After almost 340kms I’m sorry to report my Camino at least the walking part is over. I won’t bore you with […]
The Kindness of Strangers
In a world which is becoming more and more divided and where it is suggested that we be suspicious of ‘others’ our experiences in Portugal have been the exact opposite. From the outset we have been warmly received. People go out of their way to help and direct us and many have stopped whatever they […]
A Local Lad, Who Made a Name for Himself
You could be forgiven for thinking in the build up to the World Cup that I am referring to the ever present Ronaldo but you’d be wrong. The local lad I’m referring to here is St. Anthony (of Padua). It wasn’t before long on the Camino that we discovered the Portuguese have a special place […]
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