Dad and I started walking around 6 am today. We left the albergue and first we went mostly up hill. Then we were in a beautiful park and our breakfast was bread with peach and shared a dough bag with a sweet orange filling. The next kilometers we walked alone and I found a lemon on the street.
We went through an older quarter with an old roman road. After that we took the way to the sea and saw sunflowers and ate a lot of blackberries from the roadside.
Just before Vila Praia de Âncora the fog covered a lot of our view and it looked a little bit like we were in a different world.
Now in Caminha Dad and I realised that probably today is our last evening in Portugal. That seems a little bit crazy.
