I’ve gone through my pack to see what I can throw out. Obviously there’s too much weight which isn’t helping the blister. I threw out the ShePee. Never used it on The Meseta and the Meseta stage is nearly at an end. This next stage of the camino climbs the Cantabrian mountains. Bits of food. Gone. Packets of ketchup and soya sauce. Gone. Five spice powder. Gone. Hmm, feels a bit lighter but maybe this is just my imagination.
Breakfast at the Parador was fantastic. I ate in one session, what I’ve been eating the whole day in the camino. I sat there for an hour and a half, flicking through my camino guidebook and just being, I had thoughts of trying to get into a posh restaurant for some fancy food when I felt tired of waiting around in Leon, if I did that, there would be more waiting around. It was time for me to move on. Posh restaurant or not, there’ll be other posh restaurants. It was time for me to start walking.
Anyway, it’s not like a huge distance, I’m only going 7 km to La Virgen del Camino.
The guidebooks all say take the bus, it’s very boring. But I must say I found it interesting to walk through Trabajo Del Camino, through the industrial estates into La Virgen Del Camino. It is interesting to see the shops everyday Spaniards but from, the offices, the shops, the places they live. For though it doesn’t look as appealing as the beautiful lush green landscapes of the camino, the urban landscape is the camino too. It’s what the camino has become through being in close proximity to Leon. People don’t live in these buildings because they are ugly. They were built to be as attractive as possible. As I pass each lane, I would peep down the road to see if there were nicer places further back. Everywhere I looked, I would wonder, could I live here? What if this was my life?
I was glad to walk through the industrial estate. If nothing, I was happy to see warehouses occupied. It meant that it was providing employment to some people. I also saw empty warehouses and it made me think that the economy of Spain is still fragile. I saw beautiful large casas and I wonder if the owner commuted or walked to work.
These are the everyday lives and I spent time wondering about it.
Then I saw these little hobbit houses. If they had round doors, it’d be straight out of Tolkien’s books. On roofs, it was a wildflower garden.
The municipal albergue at La Virgen is very good. Floors, beds, toilets are all very very clean. So very happy. They also have a nice kitchen. Not sure what the hospitalero thought about my Parador stamp, as she stamped the municipal stamp next to it.
Met 2 Aussies – Nerida and Maggie. We ventured out for a tinto and dinner that’s not menu peregrino. With the aid of wifi at the bar, we managed to decider some of the menu items.
Overall a good day.