Hotel A Boira
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... the journey on foot, horseback or donkey.
The climb down was probably more difficult as it was primarily loose rock. While the day consisted of a lot of climbing in hot weather and I now have a blister - the views and the company of other pilgrims made it all worthwhile. I am now checked into a hostel in Puente la Reina, had a shower and am thinking about dinner.
... on the motorway. Probably a desperate, and ultimately successful, attempt at euthanasia before the last of their habitat was paved over or eaten
out by sheep. And like Europe there is so little public space. There is virtually nowhere to go
to get away and reflect, fish, camp, enjoy the natural environment, etc. Some *******’s own everything, and the hapless general public has no access to any of it, unless you can afford to pay for it that is!
... again an unexpected but sheer pleasure! After Astorga things changed dramatically - the wide open plains of the N120 were like something from the great expanses of the American wild West, very different to what we had seen up until now. This was an extremely straight road, not exactly what we were looking for on the bikes, so I had to amuse myself in other ways. Often I spotted struggling butterflies flapping in panic trying to cross ...
... zuma (aka orange juice), incredibly strong and thick coffee and a plate with a dry piece of lukewarm toasted bun and something else akin to a mix of croissant and doughnut, plus servings of butter and jam.
We weren't sure if this was the end of the process or simply the start of an extended meal so it was with some uncertainty, that we left before he regaled us with some other culinary delight (while I usually a big fan of the big breaky, I am preferring to retain ...
... Paul struggled the pretence of enjoying desert . Wednesday night It seems to take double the time for us to get anywhere even when we don't get lost . The pseudo Japanese tourist I'm travelling with has to stop for photo opportunities at every turn it seems . Non the less we are now high up in the Pyrenees and it is worthy of photos , also Pail is slightly forgiven his photographic obsessions because he has booked us into ...