An evening in Lavacolla

We had a walk round the village and purified ourselves in the stream like the pilgrims of old. Then we circled the church and had a beer and a talk to the receptionist whose clever son I complemented. (This will be significant later). Then we had a nice pilgrim meal of Galician soup followed by braised beef and potatoes in a dining room full of pilgrims. Then tired but content we went to bed.