San Anton to Boadilla

What a wonderful day. After our night in the pilgrims hospital ruins with candle lit dinner they took us into mass in the nearby monastery that is home to a group of cloistered nuns. They don’t come out. They were on the other side of a big metal grate during the mass. We could see them though, they were wearing habits and veils. There is one that has lived there for 50 years. Ed stayed in town and we met after mass/breakfast. It was a wonderful solo walk on the vast maseta and by the afternoon the wind was howling like crazy. There was nothing to do but be alive and in it. I loved it. Ed arrived just in time for dinner at 7pm windswept tired and hungry. Wonderful friendships are starting to form.Leia mais