We leave our nice new hostel after a very enjoyable evening. The nice
German lady told us that we could eat at the hostel or try the Spanish restaurant around the corner. We plumbed for the Spanish.Went over initially for a drink and to check it out. Whilst we were
relaxing an American lady call Erika arrived that we first met on day 2
and several other times en-route. She was with 2 other guys, who we were
introduced to. She had arrived in the village not having booked any accommodation and
everywhere was full. When she asked one of these guys if they knew of
any lodgings, he offered her his own house.
Turns out that there are 20 inhabitants to the village plus Patrick who
took Erika in. He was a fantastic guy, English, and from the newspaper
business. In fact, he was one of the guys involved in initially setting
up Hello magazine. He has been living in Moratinos for 9 years and was
telling us about the village and the underground Bodega which he took us
to. They think they were originally excavated over 1000 years ago and
are used to press the grapes and store the wine. No pictures, sorry,
didn't take iPad with me.
We then went back to the restaurant and got stuck into a huge plate of
mixed seafood, including 4 large octopus tentacles and 2 massive squid. Had just the tiniest too much wine and suffered for it on the Camino today. It was a fab evening.
Erika's foot was hurting and I hope she is OK, after a days rest, to continue
tomorrow. Bon Camino Erika.
We passed through San Nicolas del Real Camino, another quiet little
village which was linked with the Templar order. The Church is built of
the familiar clay bricks of the area
We crossed over the Rio Valderaduey. On the
25th April a local pilgrimage takes place here. The small hermitage across the bridge is “Our lady of the bridge” a 12th century sanctuary.
That's Tony having a hangover rest.
We arrived in Sahagun a couple of weeks too early. The steel fencing you
can see is erected for the running of the bulls which is on
the 15th June.
They're probably running away from Tony - you know what he was after!
We pass through Bercianos del real Camino where again the houses are
constructed from the local clay which is made into blocks and dried in
the
sun.
The road to our destination of El Burgo Ranero is long and flat and very
testing on the body after the night before, made even tougher by a 35mph wind pushing us back.
We only saw 2 cars, 3 tractors and 2 other pilgrims in 3 hours on this road. Oh, and 3 green lizards about a foot long.
We arrive at our hostel (a bit shabby) but we don't care. I couldn't walk another metre, I am exhausted!
Our destination
tomorrow is Mansilla de las Mulas. A 25km walk over much the same terrain.
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