Burgos to Tardajos

I may have underestimated my need for earplugs last night. 10 snoring fellas make quite a bit of noise. My top bunk was comfortable, but it was incredibly warm in the albergue. However I did get a reasonable night’s sleep.

I made a start on the road just before dawn. Burgos was a little chilly and drizzly this morning. Not many people about at 7.30 on a Sunday, except for an intermittent line of pilgrims heading west and making the route very clear and straightforward to follow.

The arch with obelisks on each side (see photo) is the Solar el Cid, marking the location of El Cid’s home. El Cid, or Count Rodrigo Días de Vivar, was a warlord in the 11th century, famous for doing battle with the Moors, who honoured him with the title “as-Sayyid” (the Master or Lord) which became El Cid in Spanish.

We quickly left the city into countryside, albeit the path threaded its way under and over various major roads and a railway line just outside Burgos.

As the rain fizzled out, I enjoyed a nice chat with a Canadian couple from Halifax for a few km.

After about 2 1/2 hours and 11km, I made it to Tardajos and breakfast. I might have stopped sooner but this was the first place with open bars!Baca lagi