I have decided that Spain is a very hilly country, when I first looked ar elevation maps, the hills didn't look as high as they are. But.... For a Florida girl who lives at sea level, it's a climb for sure.
It was a sad day for me, John left this morning, after a teary goodbye. His camino is over, and now I'm on my own. I've seen many of the same people, we keep crossing paths, but my partner who watches my back is gone. Sad.
walking was hard without him, and there were many hills, with one big one. I passed by wheat fields, and grape vines galore. I am now checked into an albuergue, a hostel with 5 beds in my room. 2 of the people I know, as we have met over and over, Alex and Ana from Lisbon Portugal a very nice couple. I chatted with many elderly people along the path today, many in their 70s.
All in all, a good day. I did the 20 km 12 miles in about 7 hours, with a couple of stops. My average is 2 miles an hour. A lot slower than I walk at home. All of that mountain climbing. My body feels good. Legs are holding up. My feet are doing pretty well...
Pictures attached are from our room last night and the countryside today. A cemetery, surrounded by a concrete wall and all chained up, the rolling countryside of the day. I will take some pix of my albuergue to post tomorrow.
