Ok, the photo is a map but it's the right way round. I didn't a have time to take a pic todayon the iPad although I have few on the phone. It was a late start today from Golega as we met a wonderful young South African woman staying at out hotel . She has cerebral palsy but is a fantastic horse rider and had just bought a beautiful nine year old Palamino horse and is hoping to compete in the Paralympics in 2018. So of course we had to go and see her horse and giv...

So this is our new Portugese best friend - Maria the taxi driver. And why did we need a taxi driver? Because those of you who know the Abbott sense of direction will have been waiting for the day where we set off in entirely the wrong direction. Yes, we were following Camino arrows but unfortunately we were heading for Fatima.....not Santiago. So 6 miles out of town we realised we were no where near where we should be. Maria took us to rejoin the route and we ...

It feels as though we have left industrial Portugal behind and now going through small villages and small towns that feel more historic. Although I have a few words of Portuguese I cannot understand anything anyone says to me. We've decided to stop looking at the weather forecasts now as it's even more changeable than England. We are staying in a town in a very new hotel and have had an magnificent evening. Roger is trying the owners own version of cognac, afte...

It's Ben another hard day while we get used to the distances and carrying rucksacks. The pic is Roger by the river Tagus where we walked for much of the day....note the massive power station in the background. But rather than moan about our aches and pains - I'll save that for anothe blog with gruesome pictures - a little about the of the nice people we've met along the way. A lovely lady who gave us cake and asked us to pray for her in Santiago, a young man wh...

Oh yes, we look quite cheerful on the walk out of Lisbon. This is Roger with Catherine of Briganza who I think introduced tea to the uk when she married one of our kings. But it was downhill from there on. Torrential rain and a walk along the river Tagus which turned into an SAS assault course. Fell into deep mud twice and swearing was only kept to a minimum as we met three other pilgrims - an Australian women journalist, elderly American man who makes films and ...