Cold mornings

We left El Acebo, happily bundled up as the albergue was sooooo cold because the heat is turned off by 8pm. We were greeted with a beautiful sky as we set off. 

We had shared some figs and a chocolate bar and now were in search of breakfast. I remembered Molineseca as a bustling town and it is in May but not so much in November. This picture would lead you to believe there are cafés open but not so. 

We finally did find one place with two tables, four seats, and had warmed up tortilla and coffee. Fabulous. 

At one juncture in the road we went seepage ways. I walked along a longer, more picturesque route and the two guys took the road route into Ponferrada. 

This was in the little village I passed through. At Ponferrada I checked at the albergue and received a very brusque "cerrado". It was 1pm and it opened at 3. I moved on and bumped into Andreo who told me that Ferdinand had gone ahead......with my extra gloves but that's ok. So we went into a cafe and ate. 

Waffles and chocolate. It was still very cold outside and everything was closed so we tried the other albergue. The difference in greeting was like night and day so we decided to stay. Nice sheets and blankets, sharing a room with a Korean man and his mother. She speaks no English. 

Then Matteus from Sweden appears. I had shared dinner with him in Astorga so it was good to see him again. He joined Andreo and I in baileys (me), chocolate (them) and then we walked around Ponferrada and found a place for a glass of wine and dinner. 

This morning we walked on, through vineyards and am now in Pieros resting my legs. I may walk another 5 km to Villafranca. 

Made it to Villafranca del bierzo to a beautiful WARM  albergue. And it's now wine time.