We stayed in a central hotel in Ourense and so spent our brief time, two nights, in and out of the adjacent old town. This section is impressive with a couple of cathedrals, one is particularly impressive.
A photographer’s work is never done! Jane has been getting rather nervous about the upcoming walk up the Ourense hill on Monday. I’d warned her it was steep but I must have overdone it. This focus on THE hill was not helped by the continuing pain in her tendo-achilles, exacerbated by hills.
So, not much walking on Sunday. Just an update for me as I passed through Ourense two years ago.
I like some of the street statues. One appears to be a milk seller
And I always love the bloodthirsty version of Santiago, the Moore slayer, when he’s shown killing from the back of a horse. I love the contrast: the brutal, bloodthirsty man and the saint!
Among the peregrinos, Spanish I think, are those probably planning their first day. Many people start in Oursense. It’s the closest point to Santiago you can start if you want a Compostela, formal recognition, at the end. I still want to know how much having three might advantage me as I wait for St Peter to allocate our last bunks in the afterlife.
And the locals at an activity day, possibly promoted by the no-smoking lobby as it was no-smoking day yesterday. No, this was the only evidence of it being a non-smoking day and I’ll bet many finished the class and had a fag. Many many spaniards still smoke!