My Camino (pt. 3)...

I celebrated my 59th birthday on the Camino. Friends we met the first night cooked spaghetti and we

 had a "party".

They gave me a shell for my present with their names on it. It was a really nice gesture. One of them met me as I was coming into town and carried my backpack the rest of the way. Believe it or not carrying my backpack was the best present I could have received.

I ate mostly frozen pizzas, oranges, and yogurt. When I eat tuna I have to doctor it with lots of  Miracle Whip and apples, so the first time I was given tuna salad I thought I would pick the tuna out and just eat the salad. I was shocked. The tuna was delicious! I ate it every chance I got after that. When I got home my husband looked it up and turns out they eat a different kind of tuna than we do in the United States. We tried to find it, but decided they don't sell it here.

   This stand was on a hill in the middle of nowhere. It was a pleasant surprise to say the least. You took what you wanted and left a donation.

The "Iron Cross" one of the highlights of the walk. You are supposed to bring a small rock from home and leave it at the foot of the cross. Supposedly you are leaving your troubles behind.

 More examples of the pathways.

Miles and miles of roads to walk.

Coming into town. The wisteria was beautiful.

This flower was really gorgeous, but I never found out what it was called.

To be continued...