Camino francés

Arrived at the albergue, Trinidad de Arre, at 3:30pm. The signage for the entrance pointed to the door that had the "open" sign, but in actuality, the entrance was around the corner. Another sign instructed to stamp our own credenciel. Fortunately, after I rang the bell at the "entrance", a nice young man, Xavier from Spain, came to find me. The same confusion happened to him. The host, José, was nice enough, but no information was given about the facilities, and the wifi didn't work in the rooms. It only worked near the office which outside of the sleeping quarters and was untidy & rustic: like a caved entrance. The accomodations were sparse. In town, everything was closed because of San Fermin. I found an open shop which had mostly candy but I found some chips and beer for supper. I sat in the park to eat and the one other man there might have thought I was a hobo, but I ate my spicy chips with gusto lol. 9:00pm, the boys at the other end of the floor watched the EURO Soccer match between Spain and UK (2-1).Weiterlesen