We left El Burgo before 7.00 am. It was still dark of course and decidedly cooler than it has been. So much so that fleece and buff were needed to keep the chilly wind at bay, it’s been a while since I felt cold. We’re on our way to Mansilla de las Mulas but the walk was pretty uninspiring, although in the far distance we can see the mountains and hills again… the landscape is changing!
So last night I slept in a convent! And a jolly good sleep it was too.
After a few hours exploring the town we had dinner with a very jolly German guy and his wife. He really was VERY jolly and he also ate anything that no-one wanted; I would say he had a hearty appetite! He also had wine with everything… Even adding it to his yoghurt!! But he and his wife were really very lovely and we had a pleasant evening.
I must have gone to sleep as soon as my head hit the pillow, but the girls told me in the morning that some poor Pilgrim was banging on the door at 9.45 trying to get to his bed. Normal lights out is 10:00 pm but here it was 9.30pm…he wasn’t allowed in so I wonder where he slept! Continue reading
So our albergue last night turned out to be a diamond in the rough. We had a great meal and a quiet comfy night in our little room for four.