previousnextMay 2nd, 2013
We woke up to a cold and rainy day, which equals mud!
It was a harder day for me than yesterday because it was cold and mainly downhill on slippery muddy tracks.
We walked 25 km to Zubiri and found that the entire village was full (4 albergues, 2 hotels and 1 sports centre that had run out of mattresses for the floor!). The next town was 5.5 km further but we were told it was also full. The next town on from that was more than 12 km away so we decided to see if we could hitch a ride (it was now after 5pm and we’d been walking since 7:30am). A man in a tiny 2 door car picked the 3 of us up, his name was Juan, we refer to him now as Saint Juan. He drove us on until we found an albergue available, he was so incredibly kind, especially considering we were all covered in mud from today’s walk and had 3 backpacks squashed into his boot!
The albergue was in a church in a beautiful location by a river, the man who signed us in took us via the chapel and told us to pray for our journey for one minute (with my pack still on and sore feet I was praying for the minute to be over!) … it was a nice sentiment though. The albergue was €8 and dinner was €9 (soup, pork and fries, orange for dessert and red wine).
Hopefully the sun will come out tomorrow!