Yes, they’re out of order. I thought they would order by when I started, not when I posted. Disculpe.
Rest days are important. Walking is so much work. I didn’t understand, watching Fred on his adventure, why he didn’t go see the castle, or the cathedral, or the many sights that are here. It’s a little like asking a man in a cigarette factory why he doesn’t roll cigars for fun. You can’t get to the sights without walking, and walking is work.
That said, we did an awful lot of work on our rest day. We stayed in Hostel Lar the first night. Dalilah went out while Bjorn and I napped. We met Chris for dinner, then left he and Dalilah with a huge group of pilgrims while Bjorn and I had a quiet gin then went back and slept through the concert and the fireworks.
The next day we didn’t go out until noon. After lunch we walked around trying to find Albergue Divina Pastores, which turned out to be practically next to the restaurant. It was modern but clearly in a very old building.
The “walk a huge distance to find something close” turned out to be a theme for the day. We did it over and over. We wanted to reach Burgos for the party, but then ran in to the problem of everything being closed. This has significance later.
We found a lavanderia and washed and dried our clothes. We went to the benediction for pilgrims in the cathedral, and I thought that room was the only one of the cathedral I would see. Clearly I was wrong.
The city was filled with volunteer bands from different provinces.
I had to take care of a blister, which I got from a product I got to prevent blisters. You see an x through it, leaving the ends free. The fluid drains through the ends, so you lose the pain from the pressure, but the skin stays over and protects it.
Another pilgrim borrowed my sewing kit for just that operation, then forgot what bed was mine so she couldn’t return it. I got it back eventually.
Travels and Adventures with Jane 