34 km or 18, When there isn’t much to see, it’s kind of the same… on to Atapuerca

This mornings title was going to be Omg my legs or … I can’t move or No please, not another day! But we got up and we made it to our next destination, even though every muscle in our bodies ache. Muscles I didn’t even know I had are waking up to say hello!!

Last night we stayed in another hospital converted into an Albergue/hotel originally built in 1377. I swear the furniture is original from that time, dust, dead flies and all. It’s over the top decor was fascinating, but also very odd. À la Norman Bates

We left late today, a shorter distance to travel. it was overcast, raining lightly which made for a easier walk than walking in the heat. We walked in a larger group and with our multi colours rain gear, looked like a pack of skittles walking down the path.

It was foggy for the better part of the day until we left San Juan de Ortaga. Then, the sun came out just in time to walk up over the hills, through the cow pastures and down into Agés on our way to Atapuerca.

Tonight we’re staying in a very small pension. Our room is over the bar, with a communal bathroom that has a shower curtain with pink unicorns on it. I’m wearing my earplugs as I write this because the music is too loud and the walls are so thin I can’t hear myself think … the door to our room is also missing a few inches at the bottom. But the woman who owns the place couldn’t be more hospitable and kind. Which to me, makes the world of a difference.

And a plus, since the bar’s right downstairs, there’s no need to venture out. Buen provecho y bueno noches!

“It’s the little things in life”

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