Food on this camino

Les and I have found food hard to come by here. Last night there were no restaurants in Coco...the one recommended was closed due to a death in the family. We walked across the street to a bar and they had fabulous tapas, so we made a dinner of them and a glass of wine. First time I’ve had pulpo tapas. Delish. 

So we planned to leave at 8 and finally left at 8:23 (according to Les). 

We walked down to cross a tributary of the river we had followed yesterday and then up again to enjoy the sunrise. 

As we approached the town of Villeguillo for a café con leche, we heard a truck coming so pulled to one side. The driver opened his window, leaned down to Les and gave him four huge carrots. From where I was standing they looked like sausages. 

The truck is in the distance, the only vehicle in over an hour. 

As we were leaving the bar, we noticed a truck parked in front.....a travelling grocery store. 

This guy goes from town to town on a schedule. He was delighted to have his picture taken. 

We are now in Alcarzarén. No restaurants, four bars, a church of Santiago and an albergue. We are the sole occupants. There is a kitchen: microwave, fridge, no utensils, plates or glasses, so not much use. The bartender around the corner gave us a lovely platter of jamón y queso y chorizo, made us small bocadillos for tomorrow and then threw in a gift of the cookies of the region. 

We will start tomorrow at 8, so we can at least see, and will have to walk 15km for our first coffee, do have yogurt, fruit and the bocadillos to keep us going. And of course, chocolate.