I woke up late (in my private wing). It was colder last night. I had my sleeping bag liner, fiberfill sleeping bag and a blanket. It was actually very nice.
We had a nice breakfast with some delicious Japan and I set off. As I left town I came to a an unusual pilgrim statue.
The day was nice and the path was on a trail. It was very pretty country.
After several km I came to a place with donativo juices and snacks. This hilarious guy was there. He said he did this for the pilgrims, to give back. Hd had no electricity no running water and slept there outside in a lean to. He said he had been doing it for five years after walking his first camino. He was amazing.
The trail continued on to outside of Astorga.
Asturga looked like a cool city. Lots of old churches, Roman ruins and even a building by Goudy.
However, today was a national holiday and everything was closed. My foot was bothered by a new heel blister so I kept moving. It was a late arrival (I was walking slow) at around 4:00. I rested, showered and went for a beer. At 7:00 I sat with a woman I knew from Toronto and we were joined by a French girl and an American living in New Zealand. I only had a salad mixta and wine tonight. The NZ girl was great and gave me ideas for a possible visit including her email so I could try to connect with her.
I’m pretty tired tonight so off to bed early. There are 20 people in the room tonight.
25.3 km
38511 steps
As you can see, I have fallen by the “way”side and have missed commenting for several days. However, I have been a faithful reader every morning at 10:00 am. You have always been a good writer, but along this path you are improving your story skills as you traverse the countryside. The blog relating to the Robert Frost poem was a classic, and thanks to Mom for the inspiration on that posting.
While you are leading an endlessly fascinating life, I have not been so adventurous, except for the other day. I did an hour and a half of aerial yoga! A cirque de soleil experience that in fact had me hanging upside down by my feet, flipping complete revolutions, and swinging gleefully balanced on a thin hammock. I had the youngsters in the room beat by at least two decades. Watch that blister, we don’t want any crippled pilgrims looking for a miracle.
Thanks for the kind words In the writing. You should have gotten video of your aerial antics. It sounds great. I hope the blister is better today. I’ll bandage it up this morning and hope it doesn’t hurt. The way enters mountains again today so the terrain should be very different.