At least Cachopo was an active community, many of the houses in the next two villages looked abandoned with the odd rather hopeful written sign saying Vende Se, for sale. However there always seems to be one or two barking dogs to make you feel unwelcome. The hills and pine plantations I walked through today were devoid of people although there was the odd patch of well tended olive trees.
I stopped at a cafe at Vaqueiros at about two after some 19.1 kilometres and the landlady mimed sleeping, I took this as an offer of a room for the night and as I had completed two long days I gratefully took up the offer. The suite provided (at Casa D'Aldeia) is very smart (unlike the cafe) with natural soap and fluffy towels.
Vaqueiros
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