March 9 – We slept in until 8am. After dressing for the Camino, we checked out of our hotel and then went around the Fort to take pictures. I can officially say I have slept in a Fort in Portugal. 😊














Then we had breakfast before leaving the Fort. I ate my thirteenth pastel de nata with my coffee and Karen her sixth. Kudos to her for trying to keep up. She truly tried her best.


Finding our way out of the Fort was the same by just following the yellow arrows. The exit was at the back of the Fort.









After saying our last goodbyes to Fortaleza Portugal, we made our way to Spain which is only a bridge away. You see, Valença and Tui is only separated by the river Minho and the metal bridge over it connects the two cities. One side Portugal and the other Spain.







We celebrated walking into Spain by having a drink at the Parador Tui and getting a stamp there.


The weather for walking this day was not much different from the others past. Rain and no rain so on so forth. We put on our ponchos and then took it off when we felt we did not need it. Then later we would put them on when the drizzle started again. That was our only real work for the day, “poncho on poncho off then poncho on poncho off”. Reminds me of the Karate Kid “wax on wax off”. LOL.
This day was normal enough for us until about 9 kms into our walk.















We encountered flooded out Camino roads. The flooding is due to a storm that had just passed through Galicia. I admit we did not know how to traverse the wet road due to thigh high deep water covering our Camino Path on the roads that were next to engorged river and streams.
There was definitely real danger for two segments of the way. The first one was helped nicely by someone who made an ingenious tiny bridge to help people get across the flooded road. I have Karen to thank for taking pictures of my heart pounding feat of crossing this makeshift bridge.








I made it safely across and met this lovely Spanish lady shortly after.

The second flooded road was so deep and there was no bridge to help us. We did have Karen’s Camino Angel in the form of three other pilgrims who had just crossed. They told us what to do. We literally had to take off our boots, gather them onto our arms, roll up our pants, put on our sandals and wade through the high water.



We made it safe and sound. We celebrated our adventures with 2 Kas Limons, a Large Vegetal Bocadillo and tasted part of a shared potato tortilla with our pilgrim angels.



After lunch, we walked for about half hour in the industrial route (we chose a new path to avoid flooded woodland roads) when Karen made an executive decision and called us a taxi to take us to our hostel. A very wise and commendable decision due to the lateness of hour in the day. She did not want to be walking in the dark on the industrial roads.
Later this evening, we were told by another pilgrim whose name is Daniel that he fell right into the water and was thoroughly soaked walking into the same hostel we chose to stay for the night.
We stayed at the Senda Sur hostel that newly opened only March 1 of this year.




We are warned of the same or maybe worsening conditions for tomorrow’s walk to our next town onwards. Not sure what we are going to do yet.
You will have to find out in my next post. LOL
Keep well Calgary! Much love from Spain!















































































































































We even walked on Roman roadways today.











































































































I think it is genius. 😉

























Karen enjoyed her second Pastel De Nata on this stage. She has 10 more to go to catch up to me.









