CDS33: Taberna Velha to Lavacolla

It’s our second to last day! That’s insane to me! We walked practically nothing today and just watched the kilometers drop! It’s so weird being so close! We are stopping just 10km outside of Santiago today, making for a reaaaaaaaaal easy day in tomorrow.

We all got up around 6:30, which is still rather late for us. Eventually, we rolled out. We walked almost 5km before breakfast at another cute place along the Camino. I think it’s finally confirmed that this crazy sound we keep hearing all along the IS infact frogs. No one was really sure because it was a crazy sound and you didn’t want to get too close because you didn’t know what was making it.

Then guess what we did? We walked. How did you know? It still smelled awful. At this point, I’m just pretty sure that all of Galacia smells like shite. But we did walk past a wall that said “I will walk 500 miles” which was great because that’s all Jens has been playing on his phone the last few days. That and “I Love It” (not even sure that’s the name of the song). It was too great to pass up so we took a photo.

We stopped for a drink at a restaurant and Debbie was excited! She had walked and talked with Patrick, who was the piano guy from the earlier posts, you know, the one who played magical music on the piano that one morning? Yeah, him. We have seen him a lot and always say hi, but not much more. He doesn’t like crowds and sticks to himself. His name is Patrick. AND GET THIS. He use to substitute teach in Santa Clarita! Not only did he sub in all of the HSs and JHSs, he use to live off of Wiley Canyon. THATS RIGHT NEAR MY PARENT’S HOUSE. He use to go to church in Granada Hills, which is a church 5 minutes from where I live now. What a small world!! He now lives in Orange County and his father is in Phoenix (which is a small world for Debbie)! Just blows my mind how that happens. So, that was a trip this morning.

We walked through lots of forrests today and up a few more hills. At this point, we are just so close we could be there. We passed the “Last 12km” town/sign and a stone Santiago carving. We stopped for more food, where I proceeded to have more ice cream and Jens decided to feed one of the cats hanging around food, so it vomitted and caused Emma and Jens to move seats. We walked up one last big hill by near the Lavacolla airport and do

wn and around to our albergue.

There were quite a few people here. More than I expected, but makes sense. We got our beds, napped, showered, and went to the market. We decided to cook food. I made one final salad filled with all the things I wanted, with help from Jens, Kat, and Debbie. Kieran made hard boiled eggs and pasta and we all sat together outside to eat. It was really nice. A nice way to spend one of our last night’s on the Camino. We finished up, Emma and Jen came in clutch doing the dishes and everyone crawled into their beds. Just in time for the insane thunderstorm to kick in! Definitely wasn’t expecting that one.