Stayed the night yesterday in the village of Agés, a charming little place. I had opted for their pilgrim menu AND buffet breakfast… both were somewhat of a disappointment… such is life on the Camino… you can´t win them all. At the very least, my clothes got a good washing for the first time in a machine, with real laundry soap, but it´ll take more than that to get the ever present stink out of things! The beds were comfortable and clean, as were the washrooms/showers.
I was out the door by 6:45am, that seems kinda standard most days, and was off towards the city of Burgos in the chilly morning air… it stayed overcast and cool the whole time I was on the road. I walked in solitude once again, formulating and singing lyrics to a number of songs I have on the go. The walk was pleasant enough until approaching the outskirts of Burgos, where you go through a bit of an industrial centre… not all that nice… and at some point, it was pavement and sidewalks all the way… a pilgrim´s feets enemy… I much prefer softer ground… my pace slowed considerably as I walked through town to the mega-Albergue Municipal (over 140 beds)… my resting place for tonight… I had hoped to go further, but my feet are pounding from pounding the pavement.
I´ve got a hankering for Indian food… wonder if there is something like that within hobbling distance of here… and a nice cold beer… that would be good right about now as well.
Hearing about more people being robbed back in Azofra… someone from Denmark apparently lost something like 400 euros… the bastards… it may even be someone ´posing´as a pilgrim or pilgrims, with the intention of robbing people blind along the way.
Close to 300km under my belt, and a little less than 500km go…