Camino Days - Part 3

[BrienC]

Café con leche: Without caffeine, senses still dull from the early hour and the many kilometers behind, legs heavy, the pilgrim finds the Camino markings of yellow arrows and scallop shells in the early light and seeks out breakfast, but more importantly, café con leche. And too, maybe, a croissant or better still, a slice of Spanish omelet. We awaken.

 

[Former member 42123]

Café con leche: Without caffeine, senses still dull from the early hour and the many kilometers behind, legs heavy, the pilgrim finds the Camino markings of yellow arrows and scallop shells in the early light and seeks out breakfast, but more importantly, café con leche. And too, maybe, a croissant or better still, a slice of Spanish omelet. We awaken.

And dont forget the Churros.

 

[Urban Trekker]

And dont forget the Churros.

They got churros?!

 

[BrienC]

Churros, or better known as, Spanish donuts ;-)

 

[Anemone del Camino]

Not found very pften, if at all until you hit Santiago, and the ones I had there were cooked in an iol that had a bd taste. Mind you, I did see them once on the Primitivo, in a little bar in O'Cavado.

 

[Alan Pearce]

Not found very pften, if at all until you hit Santiago, and the ones I had there were cooked in an iol that had a bd taste. Mind you, I did see them once on the Primitivo, in a little bar in O'Cavado.

I had them, with hot chocolate, in Ponferada last year. It took me all day to walk them off.

Alan

Be brave. Life is joyous.

 

[scruffy1]

You get out early and nobody else anywhere is even thinking about moving yet, just another thirty winks time but you and the other pilgrims are facing 1). a seven kilometer walk towards a cafe/bar which Brierley says is open 2). a plastic cup of something vile dispensed from a machine in a converted storeroom/garage. The machine claims this to be coffee but usualy it has the taste of something quite confusing, not coffee not the hot chocolate that someone had justg before you, not a mixture, only confusing. Caffeine? Forget it!

 

[peregrina2000]

You get out early and nobody else anywhere is even thinking about moving yet, just another thirty winks time but you and the other pilgrims are facing 1). a seven kilometer walk towards a cafe/bar which Brierley says is open 2). a plastic cup of something vile dispensed from a machine in a converted storeroom/garage. The machine claims this to be coffee but usualy it has the taste of something quite confusing, not coffee not the hot chocolate that someone had justg before you, not a mixture, only confusing. Caffeine? Forget it!

So that is why, dear friend, the electric coil is a lifesaver.

https://www.caminodesantiago.me/com...ric-coil-changed-my-life-on-the-camino.19167/

 

[BrienC]

You get out early and nobody else anywhere is even thinking about moving yet, just another thirty winks time but you and the other pilgrims are facing 1). a seven kilometer walk towards a cafe/bar which Brierley says is open 2). a plastic cup of something vile dispensed from a machine in a converted storeroom/garage. The machine claims this to be coffee but usualy it has the taste of something quite confusing, not coffee not the hot chocolate that someone had justg before you, not a mixture, only confusing. Caffeine? Forget it!

Ran into that concoction in Cirauqui one morning. You describe it perfectly Scruffy. I gotta get me an immersion coil.