Can you work out what is real and what is not? As I type, I’m sitting inside that very building. There are tables and chairs and even an inviting corner of comfy armchairs arranged around a fireplace. These kind of spacious communal spaces are generally few and far between in albergues where every spare nook and cranny is crammed full of bunks. And at the end of a long day, if you get the last bed, you are happy that they squeezed one more in the corner!
Actually, the albergue where we are staying tonight is just through the trees from here – we’ll not be sleeping in this fancy private one. We’re sleeping under a slate roof and big wooden beams riddled with borer. It is one rectangular room with three bunks at each end and a small kitchen in the middle. While there is sleeping space for twelve, there are only five stools at the bench. On a day like today it is no problem – we all sat outside in the shade of a tree on a low stone wall and ate potato chips.
In the pouring rain, I’d be inclined to stay at this artistic place. It had been recommended to us, but when we arrived there was room at the cheaper establishment and our Korean and Canadian friends were there as well as a group of Italians who have joined our Primitivo-family. Others from our “family” who came later and are stopping in the creative building, wandered through the trees to visit us! Then we all gravitated to “the private”.
The hospitalero, who knew we were staying over at the public, invited us in, offered bread and cheese, and gave the kids the remote for the television. Even though we were not staying here we were warmly welcomed.
We did, however, eat dinner here. There’s a menu with the usual first plate, second plate, afters and bread and drink. You place your order and it arrives from Lugo at the designated time (thankfully early by Spanish standards – 7:30pm) We ordered and the hospitalero insisted the portions are enormous and we should only take four portions and share them – though of course he would do five desserts! We were grateful he was willing to forgo a little income as we would not have had a hope of eating five – as it is, we have a.mountain of cured ham left over for lunch and cheesecake for breakfast!
Destination: San Roman (was supposed to be via Santa Eulalia with it’s fourth century Roman paintings…..but we missed the turn…..then heard tonight that someone else went there, but it was closed today in spite of what is written on the website and what the tourist office worker said yesterday)
Cumulative Distance: 1,132/832km
168km for the girls to go
Weather: early 20s, late afternoon showers