Day 18 – Pedra Furada to Portula

We walked about 20 km in the sunshine and despite the usual blisters and backache we had an enjoyable journey. The cafe where we had breakfast has one wall decorated in “Camino motif” with all sizes of white Camino shells and flags from many countries. There were also pictures of walkers and knitted yellow arrows, and from the middle of this wall Elvis Presley sends his best vibes to the pilgrims:

Elvis has left the Camino

Elvis has left the Camino

Spied on a path across from a church: bottles of martini mix, cakes, quail eggs, grapes, apples, and beer. Party remnants!

Spied on a path across from a church: bottles of martini mix, cakes, quail eggs, grapes, apples, and beer. Party remnants!

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Entering the city of Barcelos

Entering the city of Barcelos

Doorway of a monastery from the early 1500s

Doorway of a monastery from the early 1500s

If this were a video game, I'd have to remove the crypt cover to find the jewel/clue.

If this were a video game, I’d have to remove the crypt cover to find the jewel/clue.

The cock of Barcelos!

The cock of Barcelos!

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Whispers in the wind and cows in the pasture - Buck 65

Whispers on the wind and cows in the pasture – Buck 65

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Take a seat! You're almost there.

Take a seat! You’re almost there.

We passed many vinyards todays. Miles and miles of wine-to-be.

We passed many vinyards today. Miles and miles of wine-to-be.

Tonight we stayed in an alberge that charged a donation of 5 euros per person. First night in a dorm! We had access to a kitchen so we were able to whip up our own dinner. Pasta, of course (because it’s not on menus here).

The chef

The chef

Our dorm room had six sets of bunk beds and all were occupied by the time the ceiling light was turned out at 9pm, just as the church bells rang for the last time for the evening. By 7am, the church bells had started up again and half the room had emptied. A group of young German people traveling together were up and left by dawn.

Pesto, peppers n' pasta

Pesto, peppers n’ pasta

Sign in the communal kitchen

Sign in the communal kitchen

1 thought on “Day 18 – Pedra Furada to Portula

  1. Wow, you had an Elvis day! And I was a little shocked that I recognized the rooster photo. In fact, we have a miniature rooster statue given to us as a wedding gift from a very kind coworker who got it in Portugal – and it looks VERY close to the photo you took! Your supper looks delicious as well, kudos to chef Dimitri!

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