We left Portugal by Bus, arrived in Santiago, picked up a rental car and immediately headed out of town. Since we’re not walking the Camino yet we will be staying in different places in Glacia, mostly in rural settings. Staying 3 to 4 nights in each spot allowing us to explore some. First up a small village right on the Camino, just before Santiago. We drove to some places on the Camino so I could show Cathie but also visited new places for both of us.
It’s been raining off and on since we’ve arrived in Spain, with cold and wind. The other day it was snowing, so the weather has not been cooperating. We drove to O Cebrero one of the high points on the Camino Frances and the last steep mountain climb for pilgrims before reaching Santiago. Cold, windy, wet and foggy, just like every time I’ve been there. Known for its stone buildings with straw roofs it still doesn’t disappoint.
With the hope of clear weather we took a look at Lugo, a pretty good sized city with a fully intact Roman Wall encircling the historic center of the city. The top of the wall is walkable and a nice walk for about 1&1/3 miles. Build in the latter part of the 3rd century it is a testament to the skill of the contractor hired to build them. There were a lot of locals out and about being Palm Sunday. We happened upon a procession from the Cathedral with the local children dressed as the Roman Solders leading the “float” with Jesus.
One of the tours took us to Monastery San Pedro de Rocas (of the rock). This is a 5th century chapel carved out of a cliff face by seven men who build it as a place of prayer. There are even graves dug into the solid rock.
As many of you who follow this blog or on Facebook know, I am somewhat adventurous in my choice of dinner entrees when I travel. Pigs Cheeks, Ox Tail, Tripe, Pig Snout and I recently saw Pigs Ear on a menu. I’ll have to try that. Anyway of all the different foods I have tried while traveling, I have never had any ill effects. But the other day I ate this:
A good ol' Bacon Cheese Burger. Boy it was good but it did not sit well with me. That evening I had some intestinal distress, if you get my drift, and it was to the porcelain throne where I spent considerable time. The next morning I felt better, but to make sure all was good I stopped at the local Pharmacy for something to stop the current situation. After taking two as instructed I wasn’t waiting around, so off we went to continue our exploration. But I just never felt right and that evening after another visit to the throne, I took two more pills as I was instructed. After that second dose, I wasn’t spending time on the pot, but I wasn’t feeling any better.
We moved on to Thomas and Rosa’s Place and I felt is was time to seek medical attention. This is where Thomas went out of his way. Took me to the local clinic, took my passport and told me to sit in the corner (well, waiting room). He handled everything. Shortly we were in front of the Doctor and Thomas gave her my medical history. Well at least I pretty sure he did, but he could have said something about this stupid American eating a hamburger of all things when he could have had Sweet Breads or something normal. But in any event, the doctor seemed to grasp what was wrong with me. After an exam of her pushing different places on my abdomen, taking my temperature (normal) she explained to Thomas who later told me that the previous medicine I took had prevented me from expelling the remains of that Bacon Cheeseburger. Off to the Pharmacy for some new meds to get the innards working again.
Now a couple of days later and I am 95% better. Thomas saved the day and showed great concern for my well being. So we have moved on and are now in the seaside town of A Guardia. There was hamburger on the menu at the hotel restaurant but I opted for Barnacles…what could go wrong.