Last night I had one of the worst sleeps of my life. My exhausted brain did not figure out how to turn down the heat in the room and instead opened windows. There was a hurricane outside and windows were banging; garbage trucks were collecting and late night people were walking home. Mostly the room was so hot I could hardly breathe. In the morning Mike came by and asked why I didn't just turn down the thermostat.
As we were leaving Jeanne messaged that she forgot her charger in the room. We explained the situation to the old woman at the front desk and she demanded Mike be a hostage while I went up to the room. Charger found hiding in the bathroom.
The first half of the day I was a zombie. I did not take many pictures. The weather was changing all the time. It was a poncho on, poncho off kind of a day. The route was pretty nice with small roads, well maintained, wide trails through the woods and paths through vineyards. When things are in bloom, the walk today would be quite something.
The sun did come out at the end and we walked into Caldas de Reis with a bit of nice weather. We had a few beers in the bar attached to our hotel. The kids were staying across the street. After they went to check in, Mike and I had a few more. We had a beer with an Englishman named Simon we have seen since Porto.
For dinner we went to a restaurant with Francisco's name: O Loureiro. We had steak and it was big. I could barely finish. Now to bed and an even shorter day tomorrow. The next day is Santiago de Compostela and the end. The kilometer markers are ticking down rapidly now.
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