There is one lesson I learned today:
My poncho is to heavy.
Ponchos tend to build their own weather underneath.
My tshirt gets wet..and cold.
I have to improve this next time.
When I entered Sarria, I remembered that city..
Damn, there are huge steps waiting for me.
Looking back and writing this down, it seems so easy, but on the way, I died again and again.
But the alberge again was really nice and ..yes..awesome.
Quite a good view we had here.
You could see and here pilgrims walking by on the road.
Here in the alberge, O paid for his clothes to be cleaned. All of his clothes and some of mine.
this was a huge pile of stuff. And not dry next morning:))
After dinner, we had one f the best cheese cakes ever!
M told H and me her cunning plan, which men when to get
Whine is such a effective talking medicine…:))
And O painted me on the cover of some pilgrims magazine.
Even I was fooled in the beginning.
Later on, the girls danced for us.
Camino, Sarria, more Sarria, View, more View, Dancing, H, Pilgrims Magazine, more Dancing