Housekeeping note: Last year, Mikey used the word “fin” to preface all posts following his and Frank’s arrival in Santiago. It was intended to reference the Spanish/Latin word for end. T.S. Eliot aside (“…to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from”), there is still more to come.
Ergo, let’s borrow a word Mikey learned long ago as a student at the First School of Music where he studied piano for about 7 years. (You didn’t know that about Mikey, did you?!) Anyways, according to Merriman-Webster, a coda is:
“1a : a concluding musical section that is formally distinct from the main structure
b : a concluding part of a literary or dramatic work
2: something that serves to round out, conclude, or summarize and usually has its own interest.”
Welcome to this blog’s coda.
It was so wonderful not to set an alarm and be able to sleep in without consequences for the first time in a long while! Adding gluttony to sloth, Mikey went out for Chocolate con Churros before heading to the train station. (Did you know that the appropriate test for quality of Spanish hot chocolate involves resting a spoon on the surface of the chocolate? If it sinks, the drink is too thin and you should send it back. If the spoon rests on the surface, the chocolate is thick enough to enjoy.)
Speaking of “resting on the surface,” today was meant to be a lazy day of wandering around the former capital of A Coruña. So, we boarded a high-speed train and jetted through the countryside to the coastal city. (Off to a counterproductive start?)
Still, Mikey walked around the exterior ans took note of the Camino’s importance as seen throughout the city. While not a part of the French or Northern Ways, La Coruña is a main stop on the much shorter English Camino.
Perhaps less serious are the local businesses. Mikey wanted to try a brewery that was supposed to open at noon. Nope. 2 hours later? Oh, well.
The final part of this tasting was a choice between coffee or a shot of liquor! As tempting as it was to end a meal with a bar shot, Mikey opted for the coffee.
This was mostly because he knew that there was a craft beer bar nearby where he wanted to try a few local brews. If ever in A Coruña, check out Malte Cervecería. With 20 micro taps in a country nearly absent of craft options, it’s well worth the trip.
Just don’t get caught by the Mormon missionaries! Wait a sec, the Mormans get to wear skinny khakis now?! Oh, dear.
Well, that’s about all to report from A Coruña. It was a relaxing day and intended more as a gastronomic reward for Mikey instead of accomplishing any cultural goals. You know, there is a Spanish proverb that goes something like, “A good day is to do nothing and to rest afterwards.” Today was a good day. Goodnight from the “Camino Coda.”