Hello from bustling Burgos. When I first arrived here today it was quite an assault on the senses after the quiet of the wooded path, but wine and tapas in a sunny square near the big cathedral made me as right as rain.
Speaking of rain, I have a story to tell you about just how sleep deprived one can get on the Camino. Sleeping in rooms with up to 80 people, a number of whom appear to be vying for the World Snoring Championship, means it´s often difficult to get rest. I didn´t know just how tired I was until the other morning.
I had just started walking for the day and stopped at the local water fountain to fill up my water jug before going any further. I looked up at the sky and it looked like it might rain. I contemplated pulling out my rain gear. Just then, I got a good spinkle of water. Then it stopped altogether. A few seconds later, another good soak of water. Then nothing. ¨What a strange rain shower,¨I thought.
As I was struggling to pull my rain poncho from my pack (of course it was at the bottom!) I got more of this ´rain-no rain´action. It was only when I was putting on my poncho that I realized I was standing directly in front of a water sprinkler!!
That day, I had planned to stay in a little town called Tosantos because I had heard so many good reviews about the albergue. However when I arrived,+ something didn´t feel quite right, so I pushed on to the tiny village a couple of kilometres down the road. It had an albergue and a bar, and little else, and once I had checked in I wondered if I´d made the right choice. But it turns out there were only three of us staying there that night, so I got the best rest I´ve had on the entire Camino. And the food – absolutely delicious. By the next morning I felt human again. So I guess it´s true what people say about the Camino providing exactly what you need at exactly the time you need it.