It is all rather lovely around here although the poverty is apparent. People I speak to don't seem too miserable though.
The power has just gone off in the cafe where I am enjoying my second cafe con leche. I think I might have a small breakfast later. Luckily there is an electrician to hand!
I have met too spanish ladies walkingvthe GR7 east to west. They said the next bit (for me) is very steep. Muchas Gracias! I had kind of worked that one out for myself!!! Onwards and upwards to Mecina Bombaron.
South America is really big and I have never been there. I am leaving the safety of my teaching job to explore 5 spanish-speaking countries and to walk in the footsteps of Charles Darwin on the Galapagos Islands. I am hoping that neither the perilous altitudes of Ecuador, the ravenous midges in the Peruvian rainforest or the crazy Bolivian bus drivers will kill me... I will doubtless meet other people on the edge of sanity who feel the need to wander away from safety. I hope we can be friends.
Cape Wrath Trail
Tuesday, 15 April 2014
At Berchules
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The church at Narila
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