Yesterday’s laundry did not dry. So into a ziplock it went. When I left my Albergue this morning, it was threatening to rain. I took my raincoat out but my host said “no no it will not rain. Do not wear it. ” Who am I to argue with a Spaniard? I set off in rolling hills of wheat fieldsAnd walked fast to catch up with my friends. They had stayed in a town 3 km ahead of me. As I rounded the corner in the next village, I saw them sitting on a bench adjusting their shoes. I walked with them today and it was so much better than walking alone. and walked fast to catch up with my friends. They had stayed in a town 3 km ahead of me. As I rounded the corner in the next village, I saw them sitting on a bench adjusting their shoes. I walked with them today and it was so much better than walking alone.

There seem to be more bicyclists on the road today, calling out in bright voices, “Buen Camino!” Which I begin to Translate: watch out watch out!

The little villages are so lovely

My favorite town today was Belorado. We found a beautiful mural of St. James and I admired the art.

Another hour of walking and I found my Casa Rural. When I researched it, google translated the name to be “House of Desires” but it might mean dreams. It’s a B&B with 4 rooms. The only other person here is a guy from Ireland. Dinner is at 7pm. The sun is shining and a strong wind is blowing so my laundry should dry this afternoon.

Message for my friend Noels which I found on my wall

Tomorrow is a very long and difficult day, with steep hills!