This was the route through Samos
The destination in Samos was a monastery (insert details here about what it is).
we had coffee and the BEST BOCCADILLO (SANDWICH) EVER! A french boccadillo with basically an omelette with jamon and cheese – delicious and warm! yum!
Closest thing to a melt-down when I couldn’t get the water bottles in Greg’s day pack (haha)
The path after Samos was forest, small villages, green, rainy at times and beautiful. We hardly saw any other pilgrims and wondered at times if we were lost. But we kept seeing those comforting yellow signs. One foot in front of the other.
I think this is where I realized that the last hour of every day was torture. It didn’t matter if it was a long day or a “short” day (though really there were no short days). By the last hour I wanted to be done – really? 5 more kilometers? seriously aren’t we there yet? My feet hurt, 5 k seemed like 10 and every time we thought our destination was around the corner, it wasn’t.
We checked in to Casa Matias (I paid via credit card $44)
We had dinner at “the best restaurant in Sarria” per the guy from our pension. It was at the Hotel just down the street – if it had been more than two blocks my feet wouldn’t have carried me. I had “Galician Hake” which was delicious but I was too tired for much of an appetite. We struck up a conversation with the couple at the next table who were from Texas.
Total Walked: 25.3k (15.8 miles)