I am a good eater and its a fact that my stomach is my true superpower.  Nelson says I have the stomach of a cabra. It’s true.

Part of what I love about traveling is trying the regional foods and I always ask the waiter for the especialidad de la casa or a recomendación. Or I look around the restaurant to see what the locals are eating and as long as I don’t see animal heads or entrails, I’ll have what they’re having.

Usually this works wonderfully but part of the deal is suffering the occasional misfire. Like the “pudín de pimientos verdes something -something” which was so enthusiastically recomendado by my young waiter.

I hear “pimiento verdes” and automatically get excited. But this turned out to be a gelatinous, well, pudding (yes I should have known) topped by a cup or so of warm mayonesa. I am still having flashbacks. 

So I am very excited that the Camino has taken me to a new region in Spain – Galicia, home of caldo gallego, empanadas, and seafood of all sorts. Seafood? That means I really am getting closer to the coast and therefore closer to Santiago!

Another beautiful walking day as the path climbed up toward the Galician province of Lugo. 

  
Staying tonight up in the tiny Galician mountain town of O’Cebreiro. I have a little room on the top floor of an inn/tavern. It’s cozy and hopefully not haunted.