Castrojeriz, Spain

We awoke at around seven, all eight of us in the attic. We were on the trail by 8:20, just grabbing a couple of small croissants and off we went. We are beginning to get to know our fellow travelers, in the attic, we were with Olivia, Naomi, and Michelle. Along the way, we got to know Vivian and Tony, a mother son duo from Australia. We slogged through a few kilometers of mud with them. The mud was thick and clayish, strong enough to take the shoes off my feet. We finally made it to breakfast in Hontanas, where we had our coffee and bananas. We picked up bread at the market as we left town. About two km. down the road, I realized I’d left my poles at the market, so Norm stayed with the packs and I trekked back, finding them waiting for me. It’s so much easier without the pack so I just flew back. By the time we hit Castrojeriz, I was one tired camper so we didn’t quite make it to the town center, but booked a room at Hotel La Cachava where we have a lovely studio out back. I washed out all the mud and showered, then we checked in for 45 euros. We walked the town finding an open bar for a glass of wine and conversation with the Camino crowd. Then back for a rest before dinner.