Wednesday, June 15, 2016
Belorado to Burgos
The road between Belorado and Espinosa del Camino was good. We had been extraordinarily blessed with good weather over the past few days–cool, overcast, and windy. So windy, in fact, that James employed a bandana to keep the grit out of his still-congested mouth and noise.
This day showed one of the glitches of our walk-ride Half-Fast plan. We walked halfway, but then there was no bus to our next end-of-stage stopping point, San Juan de Ortega. So we elected to take the bus all the way to Burgos, where we were spending the night anyway.
At lunchtime, before we caught the bus, there occurred a small Camino drama. Two girls came into the restaurant where we were eating, one of them crying. They tried to explain to the restaurant head what had happened, but they couldn’t surmount the language barrier.
I was called in to translate, which I did. The girls had been ripped off by an unscrupulous albergue (hostal) guy, who also threatened to sic the police on them. The restaurant owner was able to assure them not to worry, though he was unable to help them recover the money the guy had taken from them.
Once we were on the bus, the rain started pelting down, and we felt lucky to be out of it. By the time we reached Burgos, cool had turned to cold, the start of an unseasonably cold snap. In Burgos, our first city since Pamplona, we did some shopping for items we needed–velcro, skin lotion, a cable to connect my camera to my tablet. This was my second (unsuccessful) attempt to solve this technology black hole.
Steps Today: 21,976
To see photos from along the way, go to Belorado to Espinosa del Camino.