Arzua to Santa Irene

Today our journey was mainly through woodland and country tracks. At the back of mind was the John Denver classic of my youth "country roads" . It certainly wasn't West Virginia although there were plenty of American accents around. It was a bright sunny morning and turned from freezing to take your coat off by early afternoon. When the sun comes out the cafe bars open and today we enjoyed a couple along the way. It was nice enough to sit outside at one. So coffee, coke, and some pinchos made a refreshing lunch. There was a fab camillia in the garden too.

At one point the ever active graffiti artists had altered the sign for a small hamlet called  Suso" into "Super-Suso" which reminded us of  good friends we have called Sue. This picture is included by way of prayerful thanks for their love and support. You know who you are.

Tonight we are in a Xunta hostel just outside the hamlet of Santa Irene, named after an early Christian martyr. We have been munching our way through various odds from the rucksack, making a little space.

Tomorrow we walk 12 km so that we can do the last 12 km on Saturday and arrive we pray, a little less puffed out than if we tried the full 24 km in one go, given the health issues...






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