March 25, 2024
Day 48: Santiago de Compostela - Day One
I watched a Youtube last night with one person's account of their Camino, from France to here. Their account was full of the people they had met along the way. The forming of friendships along the route is a well known Camino thing. But for us as solitary cyclists, that does not really apply. Still, in the breakfast room of our hotel (a nice 7 jammer, by the way) everyone was polite and silent. Until one person said something to another, and soon we were learning where everyone was from, where they had walked, how many kms they had done per day, their highest climbing day, and so forth. And yes, it did add to the fun.
I also went to the front desk staff and thanked them for the wonderful hotel, and for being so nice about the bikes. I then took my camera to photograph the bikes' ceiling, which is nicer than ours, though we do have rough hewn beams. I said to Dodie, "I think I'll also use the bikes' washroom while I'm there" "The bikes have a washroom?" "Well, duh!"
We then went out into our street (Rua Vila) and did the very short walk to Correos. What we found was more than we could have wished for. A clean uncrowded place with scads of bike boxes, other boxes, cool Camino gear - like tee shirts and stickers, and Alberto, a young man who like the calm Daniel of "Taxi Boat Peregrinos" projected no anxiety about Correos' ability to pack the bikes and get them to Irun for us on time. I am writing this back at the hotel, where Dodie is splitting out stuff into what we will ship and what we will schlep, onto the train, first to Leon, then to Pamplona, and then to Irun. We could in principle hang out here in Santiago for a few days and then hop to Irun (the spot from which we will carry on cycling) , but this way we will get to see two extra cities.
Our quick visit to Correos was great, but soon we will see how the packing goes - like can we really fit the bikes in the boxes?
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We were ready to set off back to Correos with the bikes and other gear, but stopped for some UQs, with these two walkers from Australia. They had just speed walked in, and would be in time for the noon mass. After resting in our hotel for a couple of days, they will head to Finisterre. One way, that tacks 80 km on to their journey, and 1000 meters of climbing!
Back at Correos, Alberto displays the wide range of available boxes for our other gear..
We had stopped some days ago and bought the necessary pedal wrench, and also checked on the headset bolt, for turning the handlebars. There was no need, because Alberto had a wide range of tools.
Alberto said that his instructions are not to touch the bikes. But in practical terms, most clients will need some assistance. Alberto dove right in to give us a hand, and he was invaluable. I checked to make sure that revealing this would not get him in hot water.
To get the bikes into the boxes, the handlebars needed to not just turn, but to come entirely out. The front wheels came off, which in our case requires partly disassembling the brakes. Also the front fender had to come off. One of the attaching bolts for this on Dodie's bike would not budge. I grabbed the tool from Alberto, and applied a lot of force. If anyone was going to strip the dropout, it should be me. On the other hand, I am so powerful (!) that Alberto's tool was at risk. I did get the bolt out, but I am not sure how healthy it or the dropout are now. We'll see in Irun!
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Meanwhile, Dodie is charged with the paperwork for the shipment. The first glitch was that the lady said we could only ship to home, and not to a post office. This was mostly a language misunderstanding. Correos will ship to one of its own offices in Spain. Next the Correos office to which the bikes would go was different from what we had been told in an email. It was an important technicality, not only for finding the bikes at the other end, but because we had chosen a hotel close to the other address. The lady shown below kindly help smooth out the language difficulties surrounding this one.
All this left me to look at merch! I immediately grabbed two "pegatinas" (stickers), one for my handlebar bag, since I have been jealous of Dodie's for the last seven years, and one to refurbish her now well worn one. So we should be good for another seven years?
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The other stuff they had was nice, but enough is enough (sort of - I still am after yet another keychain!).
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With the bikes on their way to Irun, we walked down to the train station to see about our plan to train just ourselves to Leon, then Pamplona, and then Irun. We got an English speaking ticket agent, and the trip was easily arranged. The total cost was under 100 euros each. And for the record, the cost of sending both bikes and the large box to Irun was 133 euros.
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We also asked the agent if we had had any chance of taking the bikes with us, and the answer was no, because the distances were long and not media. The followup was whether there was any itinerary that would have gotten us to Irun with the bikes by train, and the answer was not really. Wow, do we ever feel good about Correos!
Th only slight glitch in the plan is that our train leaves at 8:40 a.m. on Wednesday, and breakfast here only starts at 8. We told the people here that we will stash some stuff from tomorrow's breakfast and have it on Wednesday, and they were fine with that. But there could be some coffee withdrawal involved in the deal!
p.s. We were in a grocery, and I fell for some strawberries that looked really good. Dodie warned that they could be the white cored tasteless California variety. She was wrong. They were red cored, and if possible even more lacking in flavour than California's best effort at tastelessness. I am not sure what the producers thought they were doing. These berries certainly were not more durable than real strawberries. But they did look great. Maybe their claim to fame is that they can grow in all those wind blown greenhouses we saw, and also look great. But hey, can you imagine a bowl of strawberries that you might not eat at all, because they taste like absolutely nothing? This was it.
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Wild tiny ones ripe to past peak eye appeal have always been the absolute best!
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Today's ride: 5 km (3 miles)
Total: 2,342 km (1,454 miles)
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