Day 11: We're Definitely in Spain Now | Alex Carruthers

Instead of a symphony of snorers, we got to hear a rock band (my guess is post Beatles pre-Nirvana).  There were some guys in the background that were the bass and drums (a couple were off-beat, but I’m not knit-picky).  And then the lead guy, probably comparable to Jimi Hendrix, went off.  The crowd went wild.  I was just glad that I didn’t get arrested because paying 10 euros for this concert was a steal.

Today’s walk began with a few hills – more than normal.  It was very pretty.  We set off around 6:50 and were planning on getting breakfast at the next town over which was only a mere 2.5 kilometers away.  However, today is the sabbath and that restaurant that we walked 100 meters out of the way for was in fact closed.  Disappointed, we walked to the next town which was around 6 kilometers away (about an hour and a half away).  It appeared that all of the other pilgrims ran into a similar issue because everyone was at this one café.  They served the best ham and egg sandwich contraption I have ever tasted.  Also, these cafes squeeze the oranges in front of you once you order orange juice.  It is very refreshing.

After this hearty and needed breakfast, we walked from this small town to Burgos, Spain – our third biggest city.  We now have two more big cities, Leon and Santiago (this is the one where everyone is trying to go!))  There is a big stretch to Burgos that is known for its industrialism.  The weak take a bus to skip the whole section.  But Murray and I took an alternate route that travels up a river.  It was quite nice.

Tonight, instead of attending another concert, we have decided to treat ourselves to a private accommodation to get well rested and relieve our soreness.  We both took a bath and it was amazing.  I may take another one after I post this to the website.

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