Day 20 Carrion de los Condes to Calzadilla de la Cueza  (Sat 25 May)

Today's relatively short walk of 11 miles can best be described as being like a Belgian. No obvious features and pretty damn boring!


Leaving Carrion de los Condes

We left Carrion de los Condes pretty late (9am) as we knew we hadn't got that far to go, and that we couldn't get into our Hostal in Calzadilla until 3.30. It felt almost shameful to be sitting having coffee and pan au chocolat surrounded by people who'd already walked about 4 miles. We hooked up with a nice German lady who was walking on her own. She seemed to think her English was very poor - it wasn't the best, but we still had a fine conversation. She also helped me to remember 2 German words that I hear a lot and can never remember, genau = exactly; and moeglich* = possible.

*I can't work out how to do umlauts on this blasted laptop!!


Never a truer word said - even though my "Temple" is indeed a large one!


At our first break we met a group of 4 young (c26) Irish people. As you'd expect, we had a good old chat with them - plenty of straight talking, good humour and a bit of "cursing".


The only cafe on the route


As is usual, the last 4 miles felt like a slog. Weird how your mind always does this to you, irrespective of whether you are walking 9 miles or 17! By now it was pretty darn hot.


Long, hot and boring

It was a relief to get to Calzadilla and indulge in a very refreshing beer. That's about it for the day. Sadly only 4 more days walking to go before getting to Madrid and coming home :-(



It's beer o'clock (again)

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