Carrion de los Condes - Meseta

All I remember is I was tired.

I decided to lay in a grass ditch because I was tired.

Somebody said don’t do that because of ticks. I didn’t care I was tired and the ditch looked good to me. 🤣😇

It was a pretty day. Blue skies. Wind blowing.

The walking vibe brought back memories of when I was 7 years old - ish and I would walk home from elementary school and I would feel like the 1.5 blocks was miles long and would flop down and lay on my back on the neighbors green grass and stare at the sky.

Visually the walk was beautiful and my body was aching all over. It was tough to push through and frustrating because my mind was like, let’s do this! and my body was moving like 🐌 slug.

My tank was empty.

I was walking sooo slow like a drunken sailor wobbling side to side and shuffling forward murmuring … hmmm … uggghh. Oyyyy.. arrrrgggg

When I arrived to the accommodation, they had a cute pool that was chilly in temp and I soaked my lower body for a long time and fell asleep while in the pool water. 😴

I washed my clothes in the shower and hung them to dry.

I fell asleep and woke up to find the village shut down for the night. There was the little store next door. Which is where I met Amy and we planned our next stages.

I ate a hard boiled egg, olives and potato chow with red wine for dinner. It was so satisfying!

Carrión is a neat little village.

They have a monastery and nuns sing to you. .
I missed it because I was sleeping. I enjoyed hearing about everyones experience with the nuns that did attended .

There is sooo much to share about the Meseta but I feel like I need a big bag of weed to do it. 🤣😇

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