Monday May 30 Palais de Reis to Padron

Monday May 30 Palais de Reis to Padron
It's 5:00 and I think the sky is looking less threatening. To no avail, I hàd hoped for a day without ŕain gear. A heavy downpour at 9:00, another at 11:00 and sprinkles in the afternoon.

Most of the grapes here are in arbors; this was the only vineyard where they are grown as in Napa.

I imagined that I was walking with Markus, a puzzled look as he went ahead. Then a gleeful shout, "Hanna i found it. Come this way." as he spotted the marker around a corner, just out of sight.
The way parallels major roadways into Santiago, but for the most part it weaves from vineyard to vineyard, and wooded path to wooded path.

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Pilgrims here do not leave their mark. The cruciferous are devoid of flowers am mementos.  This the only evidence of our passage.

I am a little depressed. Is it because there is only one more day to walk into Santiago? Is it that the promised nice weather has not materialized? Or is it because they have put me into a hotal 3/4 of a mile out of town without even a cafe in the neighborhood?

The cathedral is devoted to St. James. The large stone behind the altar has historically been thought to be the one to which his boat was moored when he came ashore to teach the gospel. Recently this has been questionned, but every account has itseen as a religious object since Roman times.

A walk back into town for a sit down in a cafe and now back to write this and wait for Gene to Skype.