Day 34 - Ribadiso de Baixo - 26k

We are in the middle of nowhere when we stumble upon Casanova a tiny hamlet (I think that big house was it) where the historical figure is said to have come from.

Just enough time to pose by the sign and move on down the road towards Ribadiso but it’s several kilometres past the last town today and a few outside of the next one we plan to hit tomorrow, so deciding that if we’re ever going to experience Jess’s fabled soup, we’d better buy ingredients in Melide and carry them until we reach our destination.

Stopped into a church. I passed along the way ;)
Beautiful Cross and Scallop shell of Saint James

We’ve stocked up and separated our purchases between our rucksacks so after a good lunch break in an attempt to miss the rain outside, sipping yet more sidra's eating some freshly prepared food in a bar, we raincover our packs and ramble on. It’s caught us out in the afternoon after a dry spell and we get a bit soaked but push on until reaching Ribadiso finally.

The only shop within hobbling distance is a garage, it's k's into town from our beauty spot
No eating utensils or plastic cups I just look at strangely named products
And avoid going back empty handed or clutching car parts

I make an excursion towards town to see if there’s a Vodaphone shop for Jess but have to turn back because it looks like a very heavy shower is on the way, five minutes later it’s bright sunshine instead. As good as my instincts are, they're not always right yet, if ever. When the meal is ready I come back to find the dining room is more like a banqueting hall with a huge open fireplace on one side and long tables. Our feast has been prepared in the one cooking pot provided so until we finish all the soup we can’t cook the main course. Between the jars that the ingredients came in for bowls and our water bottles for wine glasses and the forks we were able to borrow from the bar next door we just had enough utensils to go around.

I’ve never had a better meal although it’s tied with the one from Sarria, the Camino has taught me how little you need to be happy. Shelter, good food and drink and good company.