To Santabáñez de Valdegleisias

Met Luis the Mexican, sitting in the sun outsde the front door of the auberge. Ended up telling him my family story, starting with the fact that I'm part Mexican. His story was that he left Mexico for a job that could pay enough that he could build his Mum a house. He wanted to marry his girlfriend but he had to do that for his Mum first. He'd been told he could save enough in three months to do it but it took three years of hard graft in a fish can't in Alaska to do it.
Came home built the house married the girl and moved to LA where her family was living, was going to take her back to Alaska, but she fainted the day before they were due to leave - she was pregnant - so they stayed in LA. He started driving trucks, bought his own skiptruck and three skips, now has three trucks and seventy skips, with his son's working with him in the business.
He offered to go with me to Durango if I ever wanted to go.
Very friendly hostelero, but middling average pilgrim dinner.Leer más