We got up early at the Municipal Alburgue and worked on the blog post. I have been in jails where I got a better night’s sleep than the Municipal Alburgue in O’Cebreiro. In most jails you have one cell mate. In this alburgue we had 63 cell mates, all farting, snoring and emitting a collective oder so foul it would knock a buzzard off a garbage truck. And we are not going to get into my criminal record or my experience in jails of any sort, other than the Municipal Alburgue at O’Cebreiro, “the Folsom Prison of the Camino.”
This is me on the ridge at O’Cebreiro greeting the sunrise.
This is a picture of the magnificent sunrise at O’Cebreiro.
The valley to the west of O’Cebreiro was filled with clouds/fog. It was a flat out spectacular view that we enjoyed during our morning walk west of O’Cebreiro.
This is the valley that we walked through as we walked down from O’Cebreiro.
We saw a lot of cows on the walk today.
These cows were in the barn having their breakfast.
This is a very old chestnut tree on the outskirts of Triacastela.
In Spain every cafe owner has his or her own unique way of marking the restrooms so that there is no confusion about where the men should go for relief and where the women should go. These two signs were on the doors of the separate rest rooms at a cafe in O’Cebeiro. No confusion about these signs.
We spent the night at the ecological alburgue, El Beso, in A Balsa. We had a great vegetarian dinner and there were only 5 of us in the bunk room. It is out in the middle of nowhere so the stars and the moon lit the landscape like it was full daylight. What a beautiful evening.
I hope everyone had a good Monday.
Good evening from A Balsa, Spain.
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