Sunday, June 18, 2017

Camino Santiago Portuguese, 7: Padron To A Picarana

The penultimate day was a somewhat shorter hike, to within 10 miles of Santiago, to the hostel Glorioso in the village of A Picarana...
Smelling the roses as we leave Padron

A village lavandaria (washateria); every village had one,
sometimes two, towns would have several or many; all still
functional, that is, water running in and out and generally
quite sanitary; but no one using them; not surpringly

The only detour we encountered

As I said, everything made of granite

And here is one of the many places we saw where such things
are fabricated...marble or granite

Note they're all sitting...uncharacteristically

Easily within 30k of Santiago, here is the first we've seen of
the Rules of the Camino

"Put papers in the trash bins, stay on the trail,
speak quietly, take photos, say hello; don't pick
the plants, no fires"; in Portugal, it was "Bom
Camino," in Spain, "Buen Camino"; I had a
trail name all picked out...PortuGeezer...but no
one ever asked; Vicki did not like PortuCrone

Relatively speaking, we enjoyed great weather on our Camino;
temps in the 70s, then lower 80s, rain only on this penultimate
day; by the time we returned to Vila Nova de Cerveira, the temps
were reaching the 90s...and beyond

Interesting old church near A Picarana

Table mat map at the Glorioso restaurant, all
the Caminos converging on Santiago

And the Camino Portuguese, all the places we
have been in the past 7 days

The one really awful meal we had on the Camino was at a place
called Milagrosa, in A Picarana; the salad was OK, but the frites
were fried in rancid oil and the advertised pork loin was Spam

Vicki's hamburguesa was even worse; she put it down without
a bite and left; as the grill artiste in Bucharest said, "some
dog, some cat, some garlic, some rat"; TripAdvisor will hear
of this; I will readily concede, however, not many people do the
Camino for the food; if you do, maybe best to eat in the larger
towns and cities; methinks

The accused

Down the highway (which the Camino follows), the Glorioso
on the right, and its hostel on the left; actually pretty nice
double room, en suite, 40E; and the salade Nicoise for lunch
was decent (although they didn't call it that)

Prostitution is legal in Spain, and all along the Camino I had
been wondering to myself whether we'd see a prostitute on the
trail (you see them on secondary roads all over the country, at
intersections, sitting in lawn chairs under umbrellas); I wondered
also whether they would stamp your credencial ("Rosa Prostituta,
June 14, 2017, Gracias por su visita"); and whether the cathedral
authority in Santiago accepts such stamps toward the compostela?
Between the two Glorioso properties was La Dama Del Lago,
a dance club of sorts from which no music was emitted and
whose patrons tended to park behind the building out of sight...
sadly, I forgot to knock on the door and ask about stamping my
credencial...many mysteries will remain from our Camino


Tawana said...

La Dama Del Lago? Interesting? We did learn that you should not put one of the Camino stamps on your passport. The TSA authorities frown on that!

Rebecca said...

PortuGeezer--hahahahaha! That's actually hilarious. :)