Another day another 24 km of track behind us. (35800 steps!) Morning starts slowly with long shadows in front of us and cool cloudy skies overhead. We met a couple of Spanish kittens, who interestingly purr just like American cats, and then walk on, gradually loosening up the sore muscles climbing hills up to the completely empty village of Ciruena. Row upon row of unsold apartment blocks with deserted streets. Eerie.
Walking into Santo Domingo we repeat the slow motion city outskirts experience of trashy backstreet warehouses followed by gas station suburbs until suddenly it’s shady cobblestone streets and alleys with nice shops, bakeries, and a cathedral. First order of business is to find an ATM, not easy, and try again to get cash, not always guaranteed, but all goes well and we buy our picnic lunch.
The afternoons are always hardest for me in the heat and especially if the track runs along the busy highway in the sun. Eventually however we turned off the pilgrim route and went cross country on dirt roads following our gps right to a lovely isolated Hostal Carrasquedo. All’s well that ends well.