Disastrous loss

Disaster has struck! Because I did not actually use them last night and left them sitting beside my bed, I finally lost my most treasured possession, the earplugs given to my by my Uncle Michael at our first stop in Roncevalles. This means that I will now get to enjoy the aubergue dormitory auditory experience with its orchestra of snoring, grunting, farting and occasional argument in its full and unsuppressed glory. Oh lucky me!

A shorter hike today, only 18km and I take it easy with loads of stops,one of which had the best bacon and cheese bocadillo yet. This takes me to A Lovacolla which means that I will only have 10km to go tomorrow morning to make the final stage to Santiago. A load of folks meet for drinks in the rain. D and Marilyn arrived later as they were feeling ultra strong today and did another huge walk, which means we can walk into Santiago together tomorrow which will be the perfect ending. Everyone is demob happy knowing that we are so nearly there. Lots of hugging, laughing and a few people are getting emotional already. A Spanish girl practically dances off to do a further 5km this evening, but we are all more than happy to have another Calimocho, adinner and then bed, again bunkbeds with little curtains which makes the whole experience so much more civilised.Read more