Villavente 2

After the usual ablutions, I returned to the bar for a Radler or two, together with my German and Dutch walking mates, and the British couple we met at the albergue. Most of the other albergues residents appeared so far to be French.

The albergue served a communal meal of paella, followed by salad and chicken, and then a cold custard-like pudding. There was a bit of competitive singing from the French end of the table, but we also had an Australian family, a man from Kazakhstan and a lady from South Korea, as well as me, the British couple, and the Dutch & German ladies.Leggi altro