Scanty breakfast in hallway, cold coffee The day started well. A good night’s sleep, the animals had a dry shelter, afine drizzling rain. Tonight I will be welcome including horse and dog yesterdays landlady had told me. “Only” 24 km! So, everything is under control. Last night I was alone in the inn. The landlady 

Villambistia center, with trough  Juniper in moorland  A narrow bridge is an obstacle to deal with Wacky colleague, who is walking the route for the 20th time   Countryside. In the distance snow on mountains another landscape. Pilgrim who jumped into the picture. (Narcist!) Villambistia, today’s goal in sight Today only 22 km. to go For 

Cornflowers on the roadside    stable under a house Because today was gonna be such a long route, I wanted to go to bed early yesterday in the mill in Tardajos . But on Saturday all bars and cafeterias are very crowded. I wanted to get Tosca inside at 10 p.m. Same story as in 

Dinner in albergue la Fabrica in the Molino Impressive city gate of Burgos. Swollen eye is already thinner  alternately playing accordion in minor and major under the city gate. I also filmed    in the absence of good contacts today I simply chat with an icy Burgosian   First look at the cathedral of Burgos 

Tonight I slept well, together with the cycling father and his son from Barcelona and the guappa historian, like many youngsters in the Nl. also without a job. No snoring. With a friendly hug the nice inn keeper said goodbye . Though Tosca had been allowed to sleep inside I preferred to leave her outside 

Swollen eye. Perhaps that’s why I hit the wrong path . A new day, a new sound, is a Dutch saying. I open the eyes. Gosh, what a sleepy eyes. Nothing sleepy eyes,  but in my case swollen eye. The night before last night I already felt some itching at my left temple. Is that 

One drink at the local bar  Spanish timber architecture    Tosca rests a few hours at church entrance, opposite of albergue An hour ago I arrived in Itero de la Vega. Now I’m settled down at a bar / cafe with wifi. I’m alone here in the bar, of course with the television. I left 

    Tosca enjoyes herself ] Statue of a pilgrim    dormitory in the albergue We are not lucky with the weather. After a nice day of about 30 easy kilometers in the sun, with only about 30 min. time wasted by searching the road in a village, I arrived before the evening at the 

Breakfast Monday, all of us still some musty  Lunch Break. Leon fills his stomach on a grass field in Sahagun  Rear side of the inn Monday. Updating my blog in the sun  Leon may walk freely in the garden Ouwkloete, num mich nit koelek (damn, excuse me). During my short trip today, less than 20 km,