18.5 miles, 1,109′ elevation
Up and down little Bahias all day. Anything to get the heck out of Battota-Cudillero. Literally, there was no one there. A note was left to call for the key. The hotel appeared closed and the small cafe underneath on the first floor definitely was. Hotel Casa Fernando- Michelin rating…minus 4 stars. It was quite near the on ramp to the freeway. Oh, well, they all can’t be gems.
Walked with a 22 year college graduate from Australia for a bit yesterday and she’s trying to find out what she wants to do with her life. Also walked with the “Norte Camino” walking club.10 crazy Spaniads walking around their own shores. What a lively bunch, but I missed most of their idiomatic conversation.( not to mention a picture)
I wrote a poem last night….to which my eldest son said; “Hydrate! You’re losing your mind dad! Haha”
” Desayuno”
Coffee, juice, yogurt, cafe con leche, (grande)
Backpack-
Left arm, right arm
Snap! Snap! Zip! Zip!
Family & Friends-
Your Hearts fill my heart
Ebullient!
I rise. It’s the Way – it’s
the “only” way…your hearts fill
My heart.
ljm22 
Michael, sounds like you had a heck of a walk to Luarca. Let’s meet up later for drinks and dinner and we’ll explain how we somehow made it here too.
7:30pm @ the Luarca ayuntamiento? We’ll hang around there for a little bit.
Your Houston friends,
Bryant and Tiffany
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Great seeing you guys! Beers on me in Navia!
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Still with ya, homeboy. . . Better there than in my room for 4 hours with summer school 8th graders!
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You gotta be done by now?! No?
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Well in Andrew’s defense, when you send a “poem” in a text it gets lost in translation. It did seem a bit odd as a text, now that you explain it’s a poem, it makes perfect sense. I hope your next location has better accommodations!
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