I woke up at 6:30 but it was on my own not to the rustling of others. I had my breakfast and packed up.
My feet had been very tired when I arrived in Burgos, now they feel much better. I like the old city of Burgos very much but the hike out of town was not very interestingly and went for a long time. After several uninteresting villages all of the sudden I broke out into the countryside. I had entered the meseta. It was really pretty. This picture is a panoramic from road behind me to road ahead of me.
The air was cool and and sun bright. I reached a high point and could see the path winding down the hill to Hornillaos.
This is a very sleepy town. It has a population of 100 but it looks bigger. However many of the buildings along the street appear to be façades, the building behind collapsed.
It reminds me of a small Mexican village, dry, sunny, and dusty. Many people seem to be walking on but I’ve stopped since there is no hurry.
I went through the routine and it was a nice sunny day my stuff dried nicely (first time in several days). I read, wrote postcards, and rested. I went to the small square and had a couple of beers. Various pilgrims came and went some I knew some were new. One was a nice lady from New Zealand, Marion. She is a contract nurse in Australia. She works when she needs to and travels the rest of the time. We talked about places to visit in New Zealand but I think that information didn’t stick in my head. At 6:00 the pilgrims meal started and everyone rushed the door. It looked like the blue light special at a diner. I sat in the square listening to the noise and decided to skip dinner and have bread, cheese and almonds. Martin and Jane came by and we discussed the fine art of Chablis and Champagne wine. I’ll have to start planning a trip back to France. Afterward I returned to the albergue and chatted with a couple of young guys playing chess. They seemed to be thinking hard about what move to make but the two empty wine bottles made me think that deep thinking wasn’t really happening.
It’s been a good day.
21.8 km
33891 steps
Nice selfie. Your’re so hip!
I love reading your blog everyday. This trip is so different from the others you’ve taken. Keep up the good work!
Thanks Sadie. I’m glad you enjoy the blog. It’s fun to write and helps me remember what I’ve done. I met another woman that had spent time in Leeds. I felt like such a world traveler that I could talk about the area. I passed the ruins of an old Abby today. I thought about that old, old church in Leeds you took me too.
Hey, we received a postcard today! A super cute one that looked like a kid’s drawing of the Camino; thank you so much, it will find a place of honor on my postcard bulletin board. Your change of scenery is striking; indeed a kind of West Texas/Mexico look…………..or maybe Alburquerque! I liked your clever selfie, I think you are losing weight; my own personal goal when I travel the Camino. I think that rates as spiritual.
Glad you got the postcard. Trying to catch up to your postcard extravaganza from your last trip. Not sure about the weight loss. I think it’s just moving around. Bread, beer and wine are not a weight loss diet.