This was in a small grocery store. To me it represented the old-time style that we love about Spain. Note the slate roof. We are in slate country again.
This is a closer view of the old picnic tables beside the chapel. We saw several more along the trail, all in bad shape, some better than these. They look pretty bad but I got to thinking about it and I decided they were actually high quality constructions. They were maybe 50-60 or more years old and still there. The wood planks were thick and sturdy.
Yes, we are in slate county, even the sidewalks. We see slate stacked up everywhere.
We’ve seen some beautiful, very even slate roofs and many like this, a bit worse for wear.
The coffee machine at the little bar that opened especially for us. It has a Camino shell. They are all pretty similar but I did see a modern one where you had buttons for the various coffee styles.
A pay scale in a bus station. Get your weight for 20 euro cents. I remember these machines but they were old-fashioned even when I was young. That’s my pack.