Tag Archives: camino Mozarabe

Wow! I got that over quickly – a cold shower. There have been several times when my travelling companions have reported only cold water, but I have always found someone to sort it out before I commit myself, but today … Continue reading →

I didn’t mention much about the Albergue in yesterday’s post. The Albergue Casa la Calera in operated by Los Amigos del Camino. There are sixteen beds in two fairly small rooms, separate bathroom facilities (yay!) and a good kitchen. It … Continue reading →

I updated yeaterday’s entry, so if you want to know how the day went please go back and take a look. Today started very fresh but a lot less cold than yesterday and I had soon warmed up with a … Continue reading →

Yesterday evening there were more than twenty for dinner. I enjoyed the company of an English speaking woman for a change – an American couple who are walking a little and taxi-ing a lot. There was an Austrian guy who … Continue reading →

Last night’s meal was spectacular value at Casa Sebas. I still haven’t learned, and ordered a menu del dia. There was a choice of five or six dishes for each course. I ordered seafood soup, roast chicken (which arrived with … Continue reading →

I have to say the cava went down very well yesterday afternoon. The hostel filled up with three spanish cyclists, the group of three French – two women and one man, French Olivier, Spanish Santos (that is now two very … Continue reading →

I was expecting to find a charming pueblo inside the castellated walls of Galisteo, but the only thing that charmed me was this little fellow. I had been planning another fair hike today but because of the holiday weekend I … Continue reading →

Today’s walk was another of two halves – or more accurately two thirds and a third. The first part was glorious, just how I like it, walking through meadows, not alongside or between them. Lots of flowers and trees (and … Continue reading →

There were ultimately no disasters relating to the top bunk – I took a chair from the dining room and once standing on this was able perch my bum on the bed and swing my legs up. Most ladylike! However … Continue reading →

I eventually found a shop in the strange little town of Valdesalor, but only because a fellow pilgrim walked me to it. I had previously walked straight past it as there was no indication whatsoever that there was anything but … Continue reading →