The night in the albergue was a pleasant one. Randy and I had the place to ourselves which meant a bathroom each, unrestricted access to the kitchen and most importantly no chorus of snoring (apart from our own). I managed to spread the contents of my backpack over the space of 4 beds and got ready for the day without having to hop on one leg while dodging two Brazilian guys (it’s less fun than it sounds)
Nowhere was open for breakfast so we grabbed a snack from a vending machine and hit the road under a cloudy sky. The walk was easy but not very picturesque as we left Navarrete behind us in search of something more substantial than a bag of crisps and a can of pop.
Along the way we met another walker who joined us for a while and joined in with the laughs as we covered the first 12km stage to the next town. As we walked over the hills we could hear music in the distance and rounding a corner we came across a guy with a guitar and harmonica sat under a tree singing songs for the pilgrims that passed by. He was actually quite good and deserving of the euro that I threw into his upturned hat. (I knew I was wise to save that euro at the wine fountain).
We walked on and found a nice little bar where we could grab a bite to eat and an ice cold lemonade and rest our feet for half an hour.
Full of good food and sugary drinks (Randy stayed on water, his body is a temple) we hit the trail and climbed toward our destination for the day. Only another 6 or so km which made for a very pleasant 18km day. The landscape returned to the usual vineyards and ploughed fields bathed in sunlight with a backdrop of snow covered mountains.
As I neared Azofra I wondered if we could luck into another empty albegue but alas the only option was a large municipal one already half full of walkers hobbling around on sore feet and tired legs. (It’s quite reassuring to see that most people adopt the bandy-legged stagger… I take it to mean that it isn’t just me that feels as sore each evening.
Anyway, the albergue is great once inside, tiny rooms with two single beds in each gives an element of privacy, and for 3euros they are washing my clothes as I write this. What more could I ask for?
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