Last night I wound up in an apartment which was an overflow albergue. There were 10 of us, mostly South Americans apart from me and a German guy. Everyone had had the same problem in Logroño and felt a bit miffed about missing the town. Being in an apartment was great as we could cook so I had a veggie feast :).
The walk today was wet, windy and super boring with vines marching across every hillside. As it was blustery I was being attacked by other people’s loo roll which is ultra horrible. In every book and leaflet it tells pilgrims to either bury, or take with them, their used loo roll, but the place is covered in it. I don’t understand it, people have just about become educated about picking up their dog mess and yet they leave shitty loo roll blowing about the countryside. It was something Pete and I noticed on the Cami de Cavalls in Menorca as well.
I walked along with an American lady for a while today, which shows I’m getting a bit speedier, she was saying that she had first heard about the Camino through an advert in a National Geographic magazine which was offering group excursions with all accommodation booked and luggage moved for you from place to place. She decided she preferred to do it alone, but apparently groups are becoming very big business. She too had met the handcart group and I bumped into them so many times today that we’re almost best buddies! The handcarts are great engineering, they weigh under a kilo but have suspension on the wheels and a harness so that they can either be pulled or pushed depending on the terrain.
Pete sent me a lovely Beetles song today which gave me leaky eyes and made me wonder why I was hobbling around a load of muddy vineyards instead of being curled up on the sofa with him doing the crossword. Anyway, I think tomorrow will be Beetles day for head-singing as you could go on for ever with that repertoire.
Tonight I took off the bandage on my ankle, as it had been on the requisite 4 days. It hurt like hell to begin with but seems to have settled down now so I’m hopeful it will be much better tomorrow. Najera is OK in the centre and the river would be pleasant if the sun was shining, but as it’s a bank holiday weekend everything is closed and the place is a bit dead. Mañana más.