The Way to Santiago - Part III

From Triacastela to Sarria
We left the 'albergue' and had a full continental breakfast with fresh orange juice included and by 9:00 we were walking up a beautiful dirt path, with green valleys around us, and the sunrise morning light with its early fogginess and cool breeze. Beautiful.

Third day learnings: 

The path was quite challending - a knee breaker, as some would call it - so we soon began to hurt, especially while going downhill. It was after we'd gone past the first few villages that we saw an old man in front of us hopping down with tiny steps, as if allowing his body to move down by gravity. It was a little trot downhill, but controlled by short steps. Esther and I found it hilarious, but when I decided to imitate the man, in an attempt to laugh about it, I soon discovered the benefits of it.

And I remembered Jack Kerouac's Dharma Bums and he's revelation that to go down a mountain you need to come down jumping. And so we decided to try it out. 

And it worked. Our trotting was a bit less controlled, and our steps where bigger. People would look at us as if weree crazy. But we felt much less pain when going down, so it didn't really matter what anyone would think.

It was fun.

Accomodation:
Albergue Casa Peltre. Scared of the Sarria's hoards of piligrims - Sarria is the last place where to begin El Camino, and still receive the 'Compostela' certificate - we decided to make reservations. We chose one that seemed pretty enough from the Eroski website.

And I was pleasantly surprised. We slept in the most beautiful room on our stay. Huge windows on most walls, one specially big - wall to wall window - overlooking the garden. I just wanted to stay there all day. And we met Sergi again there, who we'd met on Triacastela, who would then become our coincidential room companion through the rest of El Camino.