Slept in till at least 7.30 this morning then after a classic Spanish breakfast of churros and coffee in a little bar round the corner I packed my pack and headed onto my next lodging, which is outside the old town, past the university campus. The people are lovely, it is comfortable and a pleasant walk into town. I will prop here till I go if I can.
Having shed my back pack I headed in for the midday pilgrim's mass. It was a nice service, and my spanish must be improving as I sort of understood the gospel reading - Peter denying Christ three times. The priest read it very slowly and dramatically, and it helps when you know the story. No botifumerio but I came away feeling blessed.
In the afternoon I went searching for a laundromat. After exploring a good part of the town, bumping into various people, accidentally ordering and so having to drink a large glass of whisky, and generally getting fairly befuddled, I was directed to The Pilgrim support office, where the kind and gracious young women who volunteer to work there took my clothes and for 5 euros donation washed and dried them. My faith in a benificent universe restored, i had a cerveza in the sun om the Praza de Quintana Ventos, a sustaining pasta with a fellow co pilgrim from my first albergue back in st jean, and traded news about mutual friends from along the way.
All in all a really good day. I did call in at Galician Tourist Office to get the map and info sheet for the walk to Finisterre, but I feel like I have walked enough for a while, and that it is time to stay in one place for a while. So, tomorrow, Santiago de Compostella.
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