Author: Mary Day

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October 4 The Story of Acebo

The battle for connectivity continued. John started working on it, but had the same results. Meanwhile, I’ve walked 12 miles and have five more to my destination. It’s steep downhill on a rocky path. I’m concerned that is a recipe for a stumble, so decide to walk the road to Molinaseca those last few miles.
I wasn’t certain I was on the right road, so when I saw a big, fancy tour bus turn into a big, fancy resort-looking place, I decided to ask the bus driver. Turned out he only spoke German, but the tour leader helped me. He’s 74 and has walked the Camino Frances seven times. He was concerned for me -Steep, narrow highway, and offered a ride on their bus. I accepted, and as I watched the road on the way down, I knew it was the right decision. Oh. And he had everyone on the bus sing happy birthday to me! (In English!)

See the other scenes, many bordering on odd, but at the very least, interesting!
And cows, Gail!
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October 4 Molinaseca More Adventures

The following is a summary of communique from Mary over the course of the afternoon (her evening).

I wanted to walk the road instead of the rocky path. Since I can’t connect to Google maps, I asked the driver of the Swiss tourist bus that pulled into the fancy place here. Another man, who is in charge, said that was the road but some areas were extremely steep. If I wanted to wait 30 minutes, they would give me a ride in the bus. I’m always hitching rides!

That’s the man who is giving me a ride. He has walked the entire Camino Frances seven times.

The bus people are impressed that I’ve been walking because they walk a while then get on the bus, then walk some more. But I saw them on the hard, rocky downhill. They are tired.
The bus driver is German and doesn’t speak English.
Everyone on the big bus sang happy birthday to me.
Rocky Road – Isn’t that ice cream?!

While I wait…

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October 3 Rabanal del Camino Arrival

Part of the last two kilometers into Rabanal


I’ve arrived in my “tonight” village. Lodging is down the street. As in THE street. I am barely in the village and hanging outside a bar/Mercado. 14 days to Santiago. That includes two rest days. There’s a mountain in there, folks. I’m finishing day 27 today.

The dirt trail was a welcome change!