We call Roots & Boots our home for two nights. It is in the old part of town, three levels of multiple rooms down narrow hallways with as many bunk beds as they can possibly put in each room. We had two bathrooms for our floor, so we had to be patient or find an open bathroom on another floor…maybe.
We shared a room with sheep farmer from Portugal, college students waiting for housing and a grandfather/grandson pair (Sweden? ), as well as another silent partner that did not converse with us.
Randy is wearing his strolling attire today, so let’s start exploring.
Interesting, but I don’t think I’ll put these sculptures on my deck.
Thank you, Random Strolling Ladies, for following the photography Rule of Three and Odd Numbers.
We crossed through Alameda Park several times as it was between our hostel and the city center. The origin of the park goes back to the donation of the grounds to the city by the Counts of Altamira around the middle of the 16th century.
We attend the Pilgrim Mass and they did not swing “the thing.”( Botafumeiro) We are 0 for 2 on this, so if I ever return to the Camino experience again I will not be leaving until they do swing “the thing.”
Outside the church, I notice this beggar who is prepared for rain with an umbrella tucked behind her. I’m guessing she is a Gypsy, which is a slang term for the Romani people that frequent European countries. More to come on this topic in future blog posts.