Estella to Los Arcos

The shin is inflamed it hurts and I am going to try to slowly move forward to keep the momentum going. I stumble to Los Arcos, where I find an albergue full of Camino friends. Stefan, Sarah, Eric, the airplane Bayern, Diane, the Indian girl all of them on the plaza having dinner and drinking beers and wine. An impromptu gathering, very fun.Weiterlesen