Cow bells ring out like wind chimes as I enter the outskirts of Trabadelo. My first (and only) squirrel sighting. Run into the Jims at the first bar, so stop. White sandwich bread toast and coffee with questionable milk in it. I eat the toast and leave the coffee.
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| Donkey, Trabadelo, April 21/L Herlevi 2017 |
About an hour later, the sun has hit the valley floor, I pass a dead badger on the side of the hill, 10 meters later, I smell it. Would be nice to see a live animal.
Briefly stop in La Faba for a fizzy water and a cookie, man carrying a lilac blossom, pulls some flowers off and hands them to me as I pass by. Consider going all the way to O'Cebriero, even though I had a goal of Laguna del Castillo. It's not too late when I arrive at the latter, I could continue on.
The horses actually come up only to here. Decide against O'Cebriero albergue, it seems crowded, and it would be nice to walk up in the fog in the morning. Stay in last town of El Bierzo, of Castille y Leon. Cows, smells of cows, need to do laundry and dry to smell like cows. But in the end, Galicia is full of cows, so...Evening's entertainment is literally, watching the cows come home. Get room to myself, which is good, because I'm gassy all night, have to open window even just for me. Don´t know what´s up with that.
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| Bull, April 21/L Herlevi 2017 |



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