You can find sweet honest people in places when you least expect it. It was my rest day near a big castle and I needed to get to an ATM before leaving the ciTy.My money was running low.
I walked until I saw a little ole lady who was dressed as if she just came from church.
“I need to find el banco,” I said to her. I rubbed my fingers together to mean money.
“I take you,” she said. So I walked beside her up and down many streets. I knew I would be lost after this as I have no sense of direction. It’s a good thing the camino is marked with so many yellow arrows.
Soon we came to the ATM and I took out 240 euros. The white haired woman waited until I received my money and got my receipt. I hugged her and said Gracias many times. What a kind lady!
I had heard about pickpockets in Pamplona but nothing about Guardian Angels in Ponferrada!