We left at 6. It was cold when we left Pepe’s house; we didn’t want to go through that again. So the sun had risen by the time we left, although not far.
The Church is in Villalval, a village before Burgos. It was not bombed, just neglected.
I forget where the mural is, exactly, but this is how we all feel.
This is just on the outskirts of Burgos.
This house was in a Burgos suburb called Villafria. Look carefully at the chimney. You’ll see why I took the picture.
There is more than one way into Burgos. We took the path through the park.
We found our hostel, and Bjorn and I napped while Dalilah explored. It was raining when we finally emerged, or had been, so we saw this.
The city was having a fiesta, so many shops were closed. We did, however, find dinner.
This was a traditional Spanish band in costume. In the same square was a statue of the Virgin , with offerings of flowers.
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