12 August - Day 18 - La Caridad to Tapia 10kms
Below average sleep with snorers and early alarms. The morning coffee and tortilla is below par. We need to find some taste sensations.
With the exception of the scene above, today's walk is predominately flat road with corn fields either side. The morning mist hangs around us so we can’t see much.
As we approach Tapia we gradually see more and more locals for their morning walk, run or cycle at 10am!
Cross the bridge into Tapia and we see the sea sort of. Low tide and sea mist. Am sure it will be beautiful once the mist lifts.
The albergue is right on the water. Has 10 beds. Quaint, awesome location, but only 10km under our belts today. Walk into town for a coffee and work out the plan for the rest of the day.
Caffeinated we decide to stay here. Walk back to the albergue but it’s full. Check all the hotels they are full. Last one we try is a 2 star and they are also full. Sit down on their terrace and get onto wifi to find accommodation in the next town 12km away in Ribadeo. While are having coffee the waiter comes over to tell us they now have one more room. We take it. Good things happen when we sit down for a coffee or beer.
By 1:30pm we are checked in and showered and ready to find a nice spot for lunch. Kim announced she is having scallops today. We head back to the quaint harbour and all the restaurants are now open and full of people. We spot a table free and plonk ourselves down. We order scallops and a seafood platter and wash it down with albariño, the local wine. Delicious!
Kim is not quite full so drags me to a patisserie she saw earlier and we enjoy a lemon cheese cake tiramisu and a lemon meringue. Now full we meander back to our hotel. Kim naps. I catch up on the news.
It’s 7:40pm time for the evening outing. We go to a tapas bar just up from the harbour which we spotted earlier in the day. Get the best seat in the house right in front of the owner who is responsible for slicing up meats and cheeses for raciónes. Menu is extensive and our Spanish not up to the task. Lucky he speaks a bit of English and he opens the cheese fridge and finds the one Kim is pointing to. It’s a soft stinky goats cheese from Astrurias. It pairs nicely with some Astuaria picante chorizo. Daz starts to work through the reds by the glass. In need of dessert, we order a local blue cheese. It is excellent. Daz has died and gone to heaven.
The place fills with locals as our bellies become full. We toddle back to the hotel via the harbour to watch the last glimpse of the pink sun set below the grey clouds. A perfect day.
Well satiated, sleep comes easily.
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