“Would you like some of my banana or perhaps some chocolate?” I asked the young man as I sat on a large boulder. I was on my way to Molinesca. I was nearly broke. I hoped there was an ATM in this upcoming town. I learned that the young man was Australian and had decided to do the camino on the spur of the moment.
Later in the town I was pointed to the only ATM. But to my chagrin it would not work. I once again spoke to the Aussie. He offered me some money. A complete stranger… I refused and made it to the next town.