A Day in Fromista

Iglesia de San Martín

Written on June 5, 2009........Day of Rest.

This morning we slept in until 8:30 a.m. We went downstairs for desayunos, (breakfast), fresh orange juice, toast, and coffee. We walked around for awhile. The Iglesia de San Martin was open so we went in. It is as unique and beautiful on the inside as it is on the outside.

What a great kick back day. We took a long nap. I spent quite awhile on the internet posting and exploring.

We just had a great pilgrim dinner around the corner. I had veal with potatoes, a chef´s salad and chocolate mousse. Vern had noodle soup, sausage and potatoes, and chocolate mousse. Just about every bar serves a pilgrim dinner.

Soon we´ll play cards. Alot of nights we have to wait to find a place for dinner until 8 p.m. Tonight we ate around 6 p.m.....plenty of time to get our backpacks together and play cards. We were only willing to carry one deck of cards so we usually play ¨pay me¨, a game we learned from our friends Bruce and Susie

A note about our friends from Ireland, ¨Mrs. O´Shea and the girls¨.

Marian wrote us a note to let us know that they continued much farther down the Camino before they had to return home. They hope to continue the adventure at another time.

Vern had first met Mrs. O´Shea while I was in the library across the street from the albergue in Obanos. He had been introduced to all four of the women.....Mrs. O´Shea and her friend Marian...and Mrs. O´Shea´s daughter and her friend. As a result I have never known their names, but we felt a strong connection with them. We enjoyed seeing them everytime that we did. In fact, after I returned from the library in Obanos we had dinner at a bar near the albergue. Sitting next to us were the four women from Ireland. And so it continued....we would pass them on the Camino or sit in a small village and have a break with them. On the way into Estella we all walked together to find an albergue. The next day we saw them in Villamayor de Monjardin as we waited to check into the Dutch run hostel.

Our thoughts are with them and we cherish the time that we spent with them.