We landed at a cafe that was under renovation but they welcomed us and served some steaming chickpea soup.
After this I was stuffed but something got lost in translation and the woman in the bar came out with a platter holding two thin steaks and a pile of chips. Fortunately Nick has a healthy appetite and was able to demolish much of it. I headed off while he rounded out the meal with a coffee and herbes (sp?), a liquor. When I arrived in Sarria, Andreu and Naoki had already arrived as had Lawrence from Portland. Because we we'd all had fairly big lunches, dinner was beer and bar snacks.
This morning we headed off just after 8, going to get breakfast in Barbadelo but nothing was open. Finally at the 6km mark we found a small mercado that also served bocadillas, so that was breakfast. 8km later we found a bar in the sun and had coffee and nut cake outside. Fabulous.
It's now 4:30 and we've arrived in Portomarin which is a tough sharp downhill and then a million steps up to the town, but the views are lovely.





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