By 10.30 I drop off to sleep, woke at 2am and then up at 6am. pack bags in dark and head out. Today will be my last day in Portugal, Bom dia no more ... Buen Dias here we come.
Some impressive building work !
The journey has one peak then it pretty much down hill to the river Minho, which marks the north border of Portugal. Across the river Tui is an old medieval town with a cathedral at the top, so plenty of narrow winding streets to the top.
To a avoid a repeat of last night I treat myself to a decent guest house. Stocked up on supplies and installed myself in my room with feet up and my kindle, nice.
The clocks have gone forward when I entered Spain. At 8.30 I go out for some dinner, the restaurant next door to looks nice and on seeing Gante the French lady sitting outside I enquire about the food, she kindly invites me to join her party.
The table now consists of myself, Gante who I discover while living in France has Ukrainian heritage, a German girl Elana, who's a special needs teacher, she had just completed the fatima pilgrimage and met Gante before porto, the final member of our dinner party was Henry a French man who is working on his 10th Camino at an astonishing age of 85.
Dinner is pleasant while the company is excellent.
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