Well we left Vigo a little late this morning after a cracking night out for dinner with our American friends Lyndsey and Caeley. Perhaps a few too many drink were taken and I certainly needed a kick start to get me going.

Free breakfast at the hotel included black coffee, a croissant, slices of cheese and ham and a pineapple yoghurt that may not even have been a yoghurt it was that disgusting. Oh and cornflakes with warm milk out of the coffee machine 🤢 We were too late for any good stuff!
Leaving Vigo seemed to take forever and a day. Soo many long streets and roads to cross. I couldn’t wait to get out of Vigo as I thought it was a horrible city. (Apart from the restaurant we ate at). Everyone seems to smoke here, theres a rudeness with the locals, and the place is not kept very clean. I found it very fitting when we came across a cafe dedicated to Liverpool FC. Stephen being a Liverpool man thought it was great! Thankfully he was also keen to get out of Vigo and didn’t want to stop in it. I couldn’t have denied the oul divil either!

We eventually got out of the city and faced a tough wee climb into a lovely forest trail that went on for miles. It was nice to just wander along and take in the views of the Vigo harbour from above. We passed some interesting buildings and a couple of water fountains along this trail before descending into Redondela.
With just 2km to go I decided we were stopping for a quick pint, and we were welcomed by this group of Irish ladies who we met in Portugal. I had forgot about them completely and was wondering why the fuck this bunch of older women were waving and walloping at us. Then I recognised one of them and remembered, giving them a big wave and a smile!


















After our beer we quickly walked the final 2km out to the albergue for the night. Traffic is crazy in these small Spanish villages so keeping alert is essential as I believe they would knock you over.
Our albergue is a lovely private house with a few dorm rooms. It seems to be mostly Germans staying here but they are mostly friendly and speak fluent english.





We walked to a local restaurant and got fed some sausage and chips (Salchipapa) for dinner. Hard ta beat with a wee bottle of beer!

Tomorrow we walk to Pontevedra in the countdown to Santiago. Hopefully an early start and get there early so we have more time to chill!
Sayonara!