La Caridad to Ribadeo, 24Km
La Caridad. What a horrible place.
I booked a hotel to catch up on my sleep. After failing to eat much of yesterday’s fried pork, I went to the hotel, only to find it locked. Eventually the owner appeared, checked me in and fled. I think I was the first guest of the season. The room was upstairs and featured a wooden ceiling. I went out to the supermarket to buy food and returned with a chocolate bar. Unlike British supermarkets, the Spanish ones only sell fish, meat and vegetables. You can’t buy anything that is ready to eat. No sandwiches or samosas, no sushi or salads. Nothing that you could pick up and eat for dinner. And none of the fruit is ripe.
Back at the hotel there were animals racing around above the wooden ceiling, trying to get in. I say animals but I could narrow it down to vermin. Big ones. I slept until 2:40 and then composed my review on Booking dot com.
Today was the final walk of the so called coastal stretch of the CdN before it turns inland to cross the Galician mountains. But what a dreary day! They saved the worst until last. Bits of woodland, bits of crop land and bits of falling down villages. The little resort of Tapia de Casariego looked promising on the map but was closed. Eventually I crossed the bridge over the Ria de Ribadeo and waved goodbye to Asturias and its dreadful food. We are now in Galicia where the food is no better.
Tonight’s albergue is a step up from last night’s hotel and only costs 12 euros including breakfast. I’m having an early night.
And your shoes get so hot you wish your tired feet were fire proof
Under the boardwalk, down by the sea,
On a blanket with my baby is where I’ll be”
Pilgrimage 
Wow, you’re going to be so skinny at the end of this Tim!
Ah but it’s easy to get beer here
You sound deflated Tim? Although the Drifters no doubt boosted your spirits and perhaps the “The hot dogs and french fries” would have been preferable to the Asturian chicken and pork!
I really was deflated yesterday. You will have had days like that. But I did find a supermarket today which was much better than the one in La Caridad so I will issue an apology tomorrow. As for the Drifters, sometimes you can’t beat the old classics, 1964
You need a Greggs, though their first foreign one is planned for Tenerife.
Indeed I could use a Greggs, even the vegan sausage roll. Plenty of Brits in Tenerife