La Faba - Fonfria Brierley 16.5km, German outdoor 20km Today was the highest point at Alto do Poio 1335 m

Oh what a night, after having thanksgiving dinner at the Refugio Vegetariano we headed back to our parish Albergue.  It's been renovated by the German Confraternity, it sits on a beautiful piece of land, park like with a church.  The snoratorium sleeps 66 in bunk beds, 4 to a cubical.  Janis was trying to play the old card and wanted bottom bunks. I says no worries I'll take the top. These bunk beds might have had 2 1/2' between the top n bottom.  When I sat on the bottom bunk the springs from the top pulled my hair out. 😳 I climb up into my snore shelf and I am now lying in a indentation in the middle of the bed.  Hmm guess I won't fall out.  I'm just settling in and the snoring starts.  The German woman in the lower bunk has a horrendous cold and should have been handing out disposable surgical masks.  Or perhaps checked into a single room.  Anyways along with her nasty coughing she snored worse than my dad did.  I actually had to get out my ear plugs, there was at least a dozen others too. In the morning I found it quite hard not to sneer at her.

On another note I've been taking an anti inflammatory in the middle of the night, so I had prepped my dose and snack, that means I took them out of the noisy wrappers.  Along comes midnight and I take the pill and eat the snack, I munching as quietly as I can but notice some thing is rather hard in my musli bar, it's a fucking euro that must have been loose in my bag. 😳 geez I'm glad I didn't swallow that.

We headed out around 7:45; it's dark and we've got rocky hills to climb. 2.3 k and we pass a tiny hamlet, we continue to climb another 1.1km until we reach the marker advising us we are leaving Castilla y Leon and entering Galicia in the province of Lugo.

We climb higher and reached O'Cebreiro, which is the final resting place for Don Elias Valina Sampedro, he's the priest who invented with the yellow arrow starting in 1984.  We stopped for a cafe, it's evident that the tours start here, big buses dropping off people who walk a few kilometers and then get back in their bus.  Oh well I knew it was gonna start soon.

We took a wrong turn, well we fallowed someone (dumb idea) and ended up on the road.  After about 1/2 k I said hmm lets go back, I can't walk the road.  It was foggy and cold and the traffic was whizzing by.  Back up the hill we we found the arrow.  To our surprise we were still going up before dropping into Linares. We walked beside the main road before we climbed to Alto do Poio.  3.3 Kms down the path we reached our Albergue.  The rain has started and it's cold. So happy to be inside contemplating my next move.  Until then, Buen Camino 👣👣👣👣