Saturday May 28 Redondela to Pontevedra

Saturday May 28 Redondela to Pontevedra
I ate breakfast with the cyclists.

And went on my way with an admonishment: when you pass me I want a smile!
I passed 4 pilgrims. No hordes. Even though I am following every arrow from here on into Santiago.

2 passed me as I climbed and descended on these smooth, slippery rocks.

Kindly offering to take my photo

Just as the cloud burst open, like an awning breaking under the load. I heard in chorus, "Buon Camino."

It was the cycling group. The last swung back, asking me to confirm that each one had smiled.

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I had forgotten how sweet smelling a candle is. In Portugal none are permitted inside a building.

The pulpo Galicia is mouthwatering good.
And Pontevedra is a beautiful city.