I had an early start, well, 8 am, because any earlier and it would be pitch black night in this part of the world.  One hour ahead of BST and two hours ahead of GMT.  I think.  And it was cold up there, especially so because the first hour or so was downhill.  Once the sun came out and warmed things up it was much more pleasant, although at this time of year the air is quite cool, even in the sun.  My target today was Palas de Rei, some 110 km away.  With the usual ups and downs, especially from Portomarin to Palas de Rei.  The town is another major stopping point on the Camino walkers’ route and full of the varied pilgrims I have come to expect.  My pensione had a contingent of Korean walkers, some of them built in the Kim Jong Un mode, together with the Dear Leader’s haircut.  They were noisy, and I had to ask them - politely - to keep the noise down.  Koreans shout and eat kimchi.  Not a pleasant combination,  Eating was in a very busy small restaurant next door, where I was well sated.  And then to bed, disturbed by the Koreans late at night and early in the morning.  I do wonder if they have a clue where they are or what they are doing.  They look so confused and out of place.  I’ve a feeling that the ones I came across were doing a relaxed and truncated version of the Camino - mostly via minibus and taxi - with the odd mile or two of the more benign sections walked. The hefty ones really would find it difficult to trudge up and down the Camino way that I have seen.  Each to their own.