We ask some friendly locals who cheerfully guided us through town, down steps, past the church and point us to the road on the other side of town. This route joined up with the other road so either one would have been fine, but you never know and it doesn’t hurt to ask. This one was more interesting due to the challenge of the language barrier, and interesting local character . They did not push us to tour the church for a donation, so it appears they are just plain friendly folks. A smile is a smile in any language.Our path is now alongside the highway, but our group has split up. Randy, Liz and Bryon take the harder path, Dragonte, that winds up and around the mountainous area.
Back in the medieval times this was the path taken to avoid robbers and thieves. The government then decided to make it a toll road and charged travelers that chose this route. Some may say highway robbery was involved with both routes.
We meet young families that are transporting their kids in a stroller and behind a bike. We visit often throughout the next few days with the parents of a one year old from Germany using the stroller. Walking the Camino with little kids has got to be a challenge.
Amazingly, our two groups meet up right about where the path comes together again. What timing.
We come from a land down under… Why is this song by the Australian group, Men at Work, running through my head right now?