Last night I ran into two Italian guys I hadn’t seen since we were in Salamanca, almost 3 weeks ago. They hadn’t taken any rest days and so were ahead of me but now stopped as one of them was sick. I’m so glad that my health has been good as I’m walking alone
I haven’t had anyone to speak English with for a few weeks now so my head was full of Spanish and I kept using Spanish words by mistake when I spoke to them in Italian.
Today I had a leasurely 20km walk to Ponte Ulla and arrived just in time for lunch!
Those of you who have been following my adventures will have read how I’m somewhat absent minded and at times miss arrows telling me to take a turn. Here’s a good example! I stopped to take off my jumper this morning and thought it would be nice to take a photo of my backpack resting against a camino sign . Then I charged off down the road and only realised 10 minutes later when I looked at my GPS that I’d missed a turn. Of course it was the very marker I taken a photo of!
This is the bridge over the river Ulla which gives Ponte Ulla it’s name. In the background is the railway viaduct.