Portuguese Camino Day 6: Vilidesuso to Sabaris, 18.2 km (Friday 20 September)
After yesterday’s adventures with the Spanish medical system, I decided to be cautious and wear my trail shoes, rather submit a rather bruised foot to the mercies of boots. Paula has been nursing some blisters that are turning into calouses, so we decided to have matching footwear choices for the day. This turned out to be an error, although the consequences were not as dramatic as they would have been if they had involved sharp objects.
Rain was forecast for later in the day, so we decided to push on to Baiona and have lunch before walking around the bay to Sebaris, where our old-fashioned hotel was situated. Our over-confidence was punished: as we walked out the front door, a few spots fell, and we wondered whether we should retrieve our raincoats from our bags. Naaaah, she’ll be right…
Famous last words.
As a consequence, there is not much to tell about today except walking 17-odd kms in light rain without a break, and then finding a cafe that looked like it would not object to sopping wet pilgrims!
Baiona turned out to be a very pretty place, and it would have been nice to have spent more time here in the sunshine, but neither time nor sun were available. For some, possibly quixotic, reason, we had decided to stay outside Baiona in the old village of Sebaris, in a family-run hotel. This proved to be the first time in a hotet without a lift, and—of course—we were on the second floor. We had no problem with getting the bags up, but getting them down at 7:30 for the bag transfer mob might be challenging. The lack of breakast may not be a problem as there is a cafe-bakery just down the street.
Dinner turned out to be a triumph, as we just went to to a local bar and had brilliant food with a huge crowd of locals.
