Jueves, El Diez de Octubre

On Thursday, October 10th, Patty and I got up and had a nice breakfast at Hotel Rustico, then we walked down to the bus station in Fisterra to catch the 9:45 am direct bus to Santiago de Compostela, which takes about 1 hour and 15 minutes.

By the time we arrived at the bus station in Santiago de Compostela, the fog had burned off, and the day was just stunning. We walked across town to our pensión, Pension Da Estrella, near the Cathedral, and checked in and arranged for a taxi to the airport the next morning.

After settling in, we headed out to the Cathedral area for lunch at Café Literarios, on the Prava da Quintana de Vivos.

The café is named for the Literary Battalion, which was a Spanish military company formed by students of the University of Santiago de Compostela in 1663, 1665, 1808, and 1846, in response to various threats to Spain.  The café is a great place to people-watch.  We both had the paella and a couple of sangrias, and we watched the people go by.

After hanging out at Praza de Obradoiro for a while, we went back to our pensión and took a quick nap.

Later we went out and walked the busy streets and alleys of Santiago de Compostela. Along the way, we ran into a young German woman who had come in to rest at the albergue in Ponferrada when Patty was working there. Along the Camino she had been befriended by a small dog about 1 year old. She had put up signs to see if there was an owner. But when she got no response, she took the dog to a veterinarian to see if the dog had an identification chip inside, and it didn’t. So from that point she adopted the dog, which she named Camino. Camino didn’t make her Camino any easier, because she couldn’t stay in albergues with it, and when we saw her, she was waiting for someone who was going to take her by car back to Germany.

We had dinner again at Dakar. Patty had Caldo Gallego (Galician soup), a cheese plate with bread, and a Vino Blanco. I had the grilled Hake and a Vino Tinto.

Afterward we walked through the streets, stopping to get an ice cream, and then back through the Praza de Obradoiro one more time, before walking back to our hotel for the night.

TBD