A rebel without a clue.

The end of day one and I am in a cabin on the campsite, here in Angeiras (Camping Orbitur - Angeiras 18€), which is for the third time on some part of the coastal Caminho - which I have followed since leaving Lisbon in 2021; and so It's another silence I have to myself beneath the pines. Another December too. I just know the weather of today won't last, as it didn't before I was semi stranded in Óbidos for three days during a deluge and curfew, but the weather broke then too as I arrived to Figueira do Foz on a glorious evening (when I'd walked for ever; for ever without respite passed the huge Aviator paper facility). It isn't 2021 though, is it??? Caldo for soup. Fine. Lovely bread (Restaurante Lima)! If this was from the bakery, which opens at 6:30am, all will be good. Tomorrow I've to switch to modo peregrinos from the 'semi-pilgrim/semi-tourist' mode I simply had to be in since walking out of Porto along the estuary to that gorgeous, but...

Like that morning back in 2021(when I left 'Se' in Lisboa to go to the mouth of the Targa) I am following the mouth of the Douro out of Porto along the Camino Portugués de la Costa, but I've downed tools for Ovos Benedict and a cup of white tea from the Azores. Where am I going today? I simply don't know. Yes I've seen two other pilgrims on this way, but one was catching a bus and the other just said I am going that way; let it be? Walking on the cobbles is a little difficult. I forgot about cobbles. You've got to watch your step?

The cry 'duty free spirits and cigarettes' follows on from the same half dozen of so lottery scratch cards they flog, following on from gift ideas and food and snacks. The book end of the safety features and demonstration of all the means which could save us if the airplane lands on a body of water - which does happen, but pretty rarely at 28,000 feet and traveling at 500 miles per hour... Then to be prepared to land with armrests down, window blinds open and tray tables away ... But it's nearly over as they bring fragrance trolley along the cabin and clear away litter which isn't littering the floors and aisles. My guilty pleasure is a liberal spray of Hermes  passing through the duty free section - there is no escape! At £90 per bottle it's well beyond my wallet (even if it does smell lovely)? So a strange night's sleep. And awake at 5:30am. Quite a lot of snoring and a lot of movement - especially a legion of revel makers surging passed the windows (even with...