Settled into our albergue in Sarria, I was reminded of how lucky I was to be travelling with Jo Anne and Moya. Moya, who still wasn’t feeling 100 percent after her encounter with food poisoning, had taken a ride into town ahead of us, and had found a wonderful place for us to stay. We were once more in a room with only four beds. THANK YOU MOYA!
It wasn’t just the room that was good, but the food that was offered here as well. The cook was a retired chef of 20 years. He’d run a fancy restaurant in Northern Spain and it showed. The minestrone soup was the best I’d ever tasted, and his chicken with mushroom sauce was truely gourmet fare. This was one of the best, if not THE best meal I had on the entire Camino.