San Martí de Laspra

After I left Gijon I met a man who fed his chickens with bread on the street. Shortly afterwards a dog chased me, and luckily I was able to outrun him after about 3 minutes of running. The way to Aviles wasn't that nice, two hours through industrial land, but the car-free city was very nice. After another few kilometers I arrived at the hostel. There it had a keboard and anyone who knows me knows that I can't go past it without playing. After dinner the volunteer came up and we played and sang together. Little by little the room filled with other pilgrims and we had a lovely evening with lots of music.Read more