So much has happened!

WOW!  What a whirlwind the past 4 days have been!  SO MUCH MOVING!  We have done so much already, yet so much more yet to do.

So, before I get started, it is worth reminding people what pilgrim life is day after day.
Get up early, 6am or earlier
Breakfast and out the door by 7
Walking, waking, and more walking
MAYBE a snack
Walking, waking, and more walking
MAYBE a snack
Walking, waking, and more walking
Walking, wincing, walking, crying, walking
Screw that snack, I just want to get to a hostel
Walking and crying, Walking and crying, Walking and crying
How much bloody longer, screw it, snack time!
Ok, I can now do the last leg!
Maybe I can
Nope, screw it, I'm just going to sit here until a cab comes
FINE!  I'll walk the last bit to the hostel.
WHY IS THE LAST KILOMETER TAKE SO LONG!?
.........
WE FINALLY MADE IT!
DAMN, No rest yet.
Shower
Address injuries (blisters, heat rash, whatever the day came up with, etc)
Hand wash clothes
Yeah, check them and probably wash again
Ok, now they are not so bad
Try to dry them
Ok, now I have to eat
But I am so where's near hungry
FINE, I'll eat
Where is the nearest location foods
Break ice with waiter (funny, just noticing, not many waitresses)...
Discover any local specialties, decide if brave enough to try (easy one there, if it is not seafood pretty much good to go)
Eat
Enjoy
Yuck it up with serving staff, don't care about language barriers - Google Translate is AWESOME!
Now head back to room
SHIT!  It is late!
Maybe spew out something on faceless-book and hopefully update a blog
CRASH IN BED!

Repeat until you reach Santiago.

That brings us to the 4th day off this adventure!
Thursday, car to bus to plane.
Red-eye to Madrid, land having not really gotten sleep on plane, change terminals in Madrid from international to puddle jumper (4 terminals away by bus), Rush to security, get checked in after getting on a first name basis with security (forgot had water still in bottles, no dumping some, exit, dump, re-enter, staff smiles, WTF, now you have a problem with poles, get it, find check-in counter in far corner of nowhere, screw this, time is getting short, dump poles, back thru security who copy info from last re-entry, everyone laugh), run to plane, squeeze into miniscule Ryanair tin-can, and suck it up until Porto.
10 minutes before landing, Tina's forehead swells and gets bright red and can't do a damn thing cause we are landing.  Get the hell of that plane and into the terminal.  Say for about 30 minutes in the baggage claim area just resting.
Final left to the entry terminal and found some fresh Orange juice and a cappuccino - OH MY GOD Europe has GREAT Orange Juice!

Sit down at that coffee shop for a long while, finally feeling very gritty, locate restrooms in far corner on nowhere and freshen up and try to wake up some (this is about 6am EST/11PM Portugués time).  Well, let's start the long process of figuring out the metro system when the help of the visitor desk.  Board said train to downtown Porto, change to cathedral line, exit and locate cathedral....  WHAT THE HELL is with the hundreds of youth in all black suits and dresses with black shawls?!?!?!  Anyways, get that every so important first stamp in the pilgrim passport and claim the walking party of the pilgrimage had officially begun...  Hanging around the cathedral is kinda fun, you get to meet pilgrims and the tour groups make a point of identifying pilgrims so people look at you in awe (which they shouldn't, pilgrimage is a humble journey, or should be).
Get to tour around Porto, see most of the sites including the churches with blue tile, the infamous bookstore that inspired J. K. Rowling, and even went on a city bus tour with the psycho driver from hell... Seriously this guy was beyond nuts... I kept checking the calendar to make sure it wasn't a Halloween special fright ride...
Get to bed much later then wanting to...

Get up late because we just couldn't function and needed an extra 30.  Repacking slowly because still somewhat tired.
The wall out of Porto was beautiful, the guidebooks say it is unassuming...  Guess they didn't walk it themselves.
We started eating with no set destination, a few thoughts, but nothing hard set and easily cleared the first 12k with no worries.  Having trained for 22k we knew we had some left in the tank.
Didn't like the hotel that was our last stop before a 7k stretch, because it was close to a very busy road and did not appear relaxing, so we agreed to push it 26km to get to a campground...
It was a walk!
But we were rewarded with a little Bungalow with shower and toilet for 28€!  It even had beautiful views of the Atlantic and we got to see the setting.
LATE bed, mainly because we got to the campground at 5:30 and had to take care of everything first.

SLEPT VERY WELL...  Woke up early to heavy fog and soaked clothes on the drying line.  Pulled the clothes in and feel back asleep.  Woke up at 9!!!  Yeah, we didn't care, needed that rest!  Got out clothes dried in a dryer which was a mini-adventure in itself.  Breakfast in bellys and clothes dried and out away, we finally left at 11a. For a "short" 16k day....  NOPE!  It was a 20k day that ended at 5:30 AGAIN!  Beautiful hostel, only is and tell Dutch ladies.  We have a private room that can sleep 5.
Dinner at corner restaurant, yuck it up and find out the guy has traveled to the states a lot.
Back to hostel, write for 1+ hope in blog, realize 30 minutes late for bed, sign-off and go to sleep!