By the way, our trip has been productive in other ways. This has allowed me time to do the ten core exercises and osteoporosis exercises, followed by speech therapy. Then there is the reason I am mostly here for, and that is to help bring awareness of Parkinson’s by walking 10-15 kilometres a day.

The path has changed as we revert to previous methods of walking (in this article’s case we won’t be walking the Camino Primitivo as suggested but walking in certain sections of it).

We arrived in Cudillero. While walking down the web of narrow two way streets to our accommodation, we wondered how the cars and pedestrians can be accommodated. Later, we found out!!! One of those cars came backwards too far onto the footpath, and finally I had met my match. The car was off, and I was left with the father of 2 little kids who helped me up. Two of my middle fingers were facing the wrong way, and I knew something needed attention. I was advised to go to the Community Health Centre, the word got around quickly, and two nurses splintered my fingers and sent me off to the local hospital 25 kms away.
Within half an hour they had X-rayed my fingers, un-dislocated them, to the concern of very attentive hospital staff. I conducted one speech therapy session when I screamed at the enormous pain as they un-dislocated them. Sorry about the pain said one of the nurses. I said no problem, it was the best birthday present I had for a long time.

On reflection, the hero might disappear from Cudillero while the pain remains in Spain as its ongoing development is halted, the result of decisions being minimised due to centuries of independent decision making by powerful regions.