It’s in the lap of the Gods – Day 7

The view from my window.

Just down the road – as always, such a land of contrasts.

This is for Hamish and Bill and Jude – a dairy farm and a vineyard.

Not sure if this is trickle irrigation or to keep the birds/pilgrims away but there are bottles hanging from trees everywhere.

Sharing roads with locals is very common – and they don’t slow down. I don’t think Health and Safety are quite as busy here as home.

Toady I walked solo and did the whole 18 kms on my own which I loved. Despite the increased number of pilgrims (who have joined just to do the last 100k and get their certificate – which necessitates getting it signed min twice a day – which I keep forgetting) – it was quite easy to walk in peace and just listen to the sounds around me, especially the birds and insects, and the beautiful stream we followed. The countryside is sublimely beautiful in some places, especially by the streams, where the land is left to run riot and is covered in forget-me-nots and other gorgeous flowers. Up to 26 tho could have been more – but I could often walk in shade. Sat by a stream for ages and cooled my feet in the stream which helped. Looking extremely gorgeous in my new sensible hat and money belt hanging over my stomach.

I have taken lots of photos as Portugal and Spain are so interesting at every turn. Won’t bore you too much with my musings. Do wish I had a good camera though – and maybe some lessons wouldn’t go astray Clothes on and singing time. No down time really but the women – and Rod – are all lovely and inclusive and I’m enjoying it.