Then I got drunk and ate fish pies and cheesecake and fell asleep at 8pm. Alright alright I'm no St. James.
Combarro is a tiny little fishing town with lots of these corn-sheds on stilts all over the place.
This morning I have walked about 10km already and it's only 1pm. I'm at a place called Sanxenxo, which is a little like a Mediterannean costal resort. I took a little detour through the forests and found myself checkin out some churches and cemeteries up in the hills.
