Bullet Points:
Never trust me about exactly where we are. I screwed it up again. We were in Cambados not Combarro. I swear they change the signs around.
Totem animal: an orange and white tabby cat posting up in the middle of a vineyard. Yes, that would be my animal.
The ride was flat. And only felt unbearably hot the 2 times we had to sit on the side of the road for 45 minutes under the noonday sun and repair bicycle chains. (His then mine).
We are now officially held together by spit and zip-ties and must hit the local bike shop as soon as it opens.
We passed a beautiful small red fox, freshly dead on the road. Sad. When you’re riding all these days and hours you find symbolism in these things. The fox isn’t dead, he’s in transition. Symbol of transition. 
We are at another Parador now. Someone is scoring with the accommodations!
Arrival time in Pontevedra with mechanical stops: 2:13pm