To O Cebreiro, by various means!

.….and it is snowing!  This is a novelty for me, and more especially it is a novelty to walk, with a pack, in the snow.  I was nervous at first, but got into the swing of it after a while.  I don't wish to imply that I have walked the whole way, because that would be a furphy.  However, I have walked the last 4 kilometres up hill to here.

I began walking with a chap from South Korea, who very kindly started with me, but once we were on the way I sent him on because even though he too has an injury he is a much faster walker than me.

This morning began in a bit of a panic, with each of us (a south Korean, a Spanish and myself) in the dorm not waking until 8.20am.  This created a potentialproblem for me as I was told the bus left at 8.30am.  I have never dressed and packed so quickly!  I was out the door at 8.29, and did not see any bus go past.  About 20 mins later a bus arrived and I hopped on after stowing my "mochilla" in the trunk at the back! It transpired that this bus was going to Perdifita, a village at a slightly lower altitude than O Cebreiro, where I was meant to be headed.  This meant a 4 km walk along a road, in the snow, and often with poor visibility.  Nonetheless I found it a magical walk.  For me seeing snow covered hillsides, and snow bedecked trees is quite a novelty, and one that I stopped frequently to admire.  I was toasty warm, and when the wind was driving the snow towards me I just kept my head down to avoid the snow getting in my eyes.

Along the road

Arriving

The view from my bed!

Seeing this village in the snow is a real treat.  This afternoon while I was waiting for the washing machine (a bit of a bonus!), I lay on my bunk and looked out the window at the snow falling.

The church at O Cebreiro, and

below the view from the church

There is no doubt a lot more that I could say about this fairyland I find myself in, but time is against me.  I think the pictures tell it all!