September 12: 18k - note: posts are delayed by a few days and pictures can be made larger by clicking on them.
It felt soooo good to be walking again. These lazy pilgrims didn't start until after 11:00. Ten minutes into it we heard an enthusiastic Buen Camino from two women on the top level of a hop on hop off bus. We walked with the River Douro on our left and took a right when we hit the ocean a bit over an hour into it.
The mist burned off while we enjoyed pizza and salad lunch on the beach. C got baptized, so to speak, by a swooping seagull. Fortunately the beach complex had lots of facilities for washing. They say it's good luck and every pilgrim could use some luck on their journey.
We crossed over the draw bridge at Matosinhos.
A short stint through town put us at the beach again. This salt water pool looked so inviting, but there are no swimsuits in our packs, not worth the weight for their occasional use.
The constant roar of the surf was different from last year's clinking of cowbells on the mountainside.
Our last three kilometres were on a boardwalk, where we ended our day of walking, just as we began, with wishes for a Buen Camino.