Day 14: Burgos - Hornillos

With today being only 20km (how quickly your attitude changes), I decided to stay for Mass at Burgos and then begin my walk. It was a feast day so there was pleeeeenty of singing in Spanish during which I was pretty lost, but a nice experience nonetheless.

10am and I was on the road, much later than my usual start, but there was Rosie also making a start! We chatted a whole range of topics, including about her Dad and among other things, his interest in Satanism. Rosie's child certainly was a lot more challenging than mine, so good on her for being where she is in life.

I stopped at a tiny town for a Cafe con leche and Coke, now a settled routine, and who should I meet but Benjamin finishing lunch! Continuing what seems a Camino norm, we found our way into the most deep topics, from my marriage breakdown and Catholic faith, to Benjamin's Lutheran upbringing, philosophical questions about life and troubled relationship with his brother. They haven't spoken in 6 years which is sad and surprising given how nice he is, and I was surprised to find out I was the first person that he had spoken to about it, which I hope was a positive experience for him.

Hornillas is tiiiiny, as so many of these towns are, which from the right perspective is super relaxing. Really not much more than a street with buildings. I sit writing this out the back of the albergue under the shade of an olive tree. The downtimes in these afternoons post walk are amazingly relaxing, and later i will meet up with the crew for maybe a beer and dinner. What a day, nothing to hate!

We ended up playing some cards with this hilarious Spanish lady, so loud, full of energy and not a lick of English. It made for a very entertaining game.Read more