Grimaldo

Stayed in this little gem of a village last night. I took the bus from caceres and chris got off 10 ks back, so he could walk the last little bit ( I joined him late pm for a little if the walk in reverse as the old roman road was just a mass of flowers and holm oaks and I was keen to see it).
I was the first to arrive at the albergue, collecting the key from the delightful Adela at bar grimaldo next door! In fact Adela IS the albergue too so gave me the guided tour of this tiny little place for pilgrims, but even equipped with washing and coffee machines!
She then made me a coffee from the bar, while I waited at outside tables in the sun. 3 germans appeared and a little while later chris walked in.
Adela fed us her delicious food and indeed her bar was really all the village had (there was a restaurant opp) but our allegiance was with our gem Adela, who also looked after village pensioners who popped in for their tipple!
Chris had already met one if the Germans who had stayed with him in alcuescar with the monks and the homeless men.
Our pm walk down the village track to the communal allotments was indeed a very pretty spot and one of my elderly mates from the bar was down at his walled allotment bt the stream with his 2 cats and a dog! We wanted to have a look in his garden but couldn't make ourselves understood as he was very deaf.
then it was back to the bar. Adele was busy again cooking dinner and delivering gas to the albergue so we had hot water for the morning. She was there again at 7 this morning to give us breakfast before we left and her day doesn't finish until 1030, so she is very committed to her pilgrims and her village.
We won't now go to galisteo, which is well known for it's equivalent of Oaks day for the ladies (cows run free within the town walls fir a day, so it's not men running with bulls, but ladies running with the cows)!!!
Today we are un plasencia for a brief visit of yet another old walled city.
Tomorrow we are back on the camino.
I will blog again in Salamanca.