We “woke up” after a pretty sleepless night completely frozen this morning at 6 and started to get ready. The sun rose and painted the mountains in red, the cows’ bells ringing peacefully when we started walking at 7.
The path took us through some villages, through some forests, fields, along the coast, through the countryside, along some highways, uphill, downhill…
We hadn’t had anywhere to buy food yesterday, so we walked the first three hours without breakfast and stopped at a bigger village where we got some food in the supermarket (the second market I tried had some gluten free muffins…). To be more correct, we got like 4 kilos of food each… People are starting to make fun of us because of our eating customs by now and we did everything we could to deepen our stereotype as food pilgrims by sitting down on a nice bench at the harbour and spreading all our (pretty amazing amount of) food on it.
Our breakfast break took us about 1 hour and we went on, not too motivated. Complaining continuously about everything but going on unwillingly, we walked the next 10 km until lunch. We had entered a very weird complaining state again and just sat down in someone’s garden to have lunch, spread our legs and chill for a while.
Although we didn’t really feel like we had walked a lot, we had only 5 km left of our 25 km stage (it seems like we’re actually getting better at this). They consisted almost entirely of walking next to the highway.
We arrived to Caravia at 15:30 and were the first ones to check into our albergue but the others arrived right after us. There were three of the German girls and two new people. The albergue had only one shower for all of us and hot water was empty after the first two. Thank God we had been those first two.
After the shower and washing, two guys came into the dorm and we were more than happy to see that Mitch and Ben had managed to catch up with us. They were a little destroyed though with a swollen ankle and super tired because they had had to walk 35 km every day to get here but we were happily reunited.
There was dinner downstairs in the bar and we ate all together and laughed a lot before going to bed early. I feel like I cought a cold today at lunch break in the cold wind or during the freezing night and hope to feel okay tomorrow for our last stage of the Camino del Norte before we will switch to the Camino Primitivo for which we will need all our strengths. When everyone was upstairs already, I sat in the bar for a while, drinking some hot water and watching cartoons with the host family’s child before going to sleep. Everyone was in bed before the evening birds stopped singing outside and the sun was completely down. Tonight, I have an extra thick blanket!
