Day 22, May 17, Relaxing in Muxia

Day 22, Tuesday, May 27. Relaxing in Muxia. Walked zero miles. :-)

Here we are again sitting in the sun, under a blue and for the moment cloudless sky. Photo 1 shows a happy Chrissy. 

 

We slept late, and stretched breakfast out until almost 11. Photo 2 shows the view from the cafe that has now become our regular for breakfast. You have to imagine the sun umbrella snapping in the wind. We hadn't idea at this point what a lovely sunny day we would eventually have. 

 

After breakfast we walked up toward the church which celebrates the Virgin Mary's miraculous appearance (on a stone boat) to encourage St James in his rather unsatisfactory efforts to convert the local Celts. Chris paused part way up the knoll and lay in the sun like a cat. River continued to the top. Photo 3  the church, photo 4 an interesting sculpture, photo 5 the view back of the town of Muxia which revealed shoreline on both sides of the town. 

 

 

 

 

Back at the alburgue after our stroll, while we waited endlessly for our clothes to dry, we both began reading a kindle version of Melville's translation of Ovid's Metamorphoses (that River bought by accident when she thought she was just window shopping). 

Our afternoon walk took us to the bar where we began writing this blog and where we sat for a long while soaking up sun. We then explored the other coastline of Muxia. Incidentally, Chris pronounces it  Moo-Shee-ah and River Mook-hee-ah and it turns out we're both right except Chris is just a little more right because hers is the Galician pronunciation and River's is the Castellan. 

Photos 6 and 7 show the rugged beauty of the coastline (which reminds us a little of our sister Judy's beach near her home in Shell Beach CA). One of the great things we weren't able to capture in a photo was all the young families and children playing on and near the beach. It was especially magical because for them as for us it was the first truly sunny day after almost two weeks of rain. 

 

 

We had a pleasant early dinner and learned a lot from our waiter about differences between Galician and Castellan Spanish. Now we will head back to sleep at the same alburgue (which generously allowed us to stay a second night). 

Tomorrow: more rest. And we hope more sun.