The route both before and after Cacabelos taunted us with field after field of vineyards. Little did I know until today that white wine is made from black grapes without the skin! Clearly dragging Nikki along has broadened my limited cultural education.
Lunch at Villafranca Del Bierzo gave us opportunity to be ruthless about ‘carry on’ luggage, with Nikki forced to shed her Encyclopedia Britannica (Nick’s rubbish novel) and face cream jar that featured more glass than the 1851 Crystal Palace world exhibition! Thereafter, we ‘raced’ past fellow Perigrinos, along the supposed dangerous final leg to Trabadelo. Fortunately, this section through a deep gorge valley proved to be very idyllic – marred only by a bl**dy wasp that stung my left Pinky!!!
The only effective pain remedy that I know of is to imbibe copious quantities of red wine…..
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