The next Two Days - Samos and rest

We departed from Bilorado yesterday morning in a howling wind and rain.  It was an interesting walk down the mountain, but I really liked it, and the wind was not too bad once we got to the shelter of the forest.  People with ponchos were having a lot of trouble and I saw one sleeping bag that had blown off a pack.  There was a constant barrage of chesnuts and walnuts pelting down.  We are truly in Galicia, and I really like the greeness, the wildness and the very welcoming and generous people of Galicia. The constanst mists and slight fog mute the colours and provide a pervasive softness to the external world. Perhaps it is my own Celtic roots, but feel a much greater affinity with this part of Spain. We are staying at a very nice, but not fancy hotel on the outskirts of town.  Of course the town is dominated by the massive monastery, solid and grey and big.  This is truly a day of rest.  We even enjoyed the luxury of getting our clothes laundered at the hotel.  They look and smell clean and more importantly, are really dry.  We are eating a lot of leisurely meals, and as a bonus, the food at the hotel is very good.  We are both truly sick of pilgrims' meals - I cannot look at another fried potato. Last night we went to Vespers at the monstery, but it seemed like a full mass.  In this majestic setting, I do find the services extremely moving.  We lit candles for everyone back home, and a special one for Richard's toe, which has been giving him problems. A day of rest is helping too. 
135.8 km to go!!