The spirit was willing but our flesh was weak. What was apparently food poisoning with Wendy turns out to be a flu bug affecting both of us. We decided rather than sit out another day and wait for our stomachs to improve, we would take a cab over the mountain. This morning we drove from Villafranca to Triacastela, a distance of 39kilometers. The views along the way were pleasant, but somehow it felt better knowing we did not have to try and make it over the mountain and down again.
Our taxi driver was part tour guide, providing information about the towns we passed through and stopping so we could take pictures. We entered into Galicia proper today and the weather is cooler and overcast, a nice change from scorching heat. The Galician accents and vocabulary are also different, so we don´t always understand it the first time we hear it.
We are now settled into an alburgue in Triacastela and have about 139 kilomters left to Santiago. There is little in this town of 900 inhabitants that is worh seeing. We have noticed quite a few pilgrims who walking wounded and have taxied or bused here.
We are hopeful that we will both feel well enough tomorrow to resume our travels.
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