Today is Sunday, and my walking did not start of in an auspicious way - the effects of the previous night. Again it was cold, and at 6.00am, standing outside to clear my head, I saw young spaniards returning home. I guess there must have been lots of parties, and so I presume Barcelona had won the final.
I had an internal debate - find the closest aubergue, or walk the full distance. But the day warmed up, and I felt better and so I walked 20km today.
I stopped for breakfast along the way and I am very proud of myself. I managed to order breakfast, which is coffee and a pastry, and a bocadillos (sandwich made from a baguette) to take away. And I ordered it all by myself in SPANISH! Okay, I only understood about one tenth of the what the inkeeper asked me. And the Spanish was a word here and a word there. And I did do a lot of pointing and saying Si! Si!. And there were lots of gesticulating. BUT I GOT FOOD!
I reached Santo Domingo by noon - that was 20km in 5 hours - not bad -pat myself on the back. Found the best auberge along to whole camino and settled in.
And the rest is for another post.
Adios.
Hi Father Keith,
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Very interesting to see where you have been and following your journey on Google Earth, marked each town so that we can share it with you when you get back.
We even see the road you walk on and the houses you must have seen, amazing the street view if you have Adobe Flash 10.3 installed.
Hope the 30km walk yesterday was not that tough, have big boil of pasta tonight to get the energy back.
Hope the bed is better this time.
Things are good back here and we miss you lots.
Bruce and Celeste