Dinner in Los Arcos before Logrono

I made 5 at dinner and apart from Paul and Fiona who have diligently looked after me and included me in everything, we had met up with the Swiss couple, Jean-Pierre and Annemarie. Jean-Pierre or JP….he was the one who said he didn’t like the wine the night before but that it was alright!!  Tonight the wine was his choice…he liked it. I liked all of it which doesn’t make me sound discriminating does it.  Every meal has been 3 courses, a pilgrim menu, and there have been no complaints because I think by now I am a true pilgrim.  I haven’t had any Epiphany moments like a few people I have talked to..they have said things like…I feel clearer, its been so good for me,isn’t this wonderful…I think I am still scratching my head and thinking how I can get my body to move and if I need another Compeed plaster on that toe.  Standing up after a day’s walking takes all my concentration.  I an clearly not saved yet!!

I amble back to my Bijoux boarding place. You get your days into a fine art routine.  Arrive and hover on one leg whilst the Maitre takes your passport details and stamps your credential (Pilgrim passport that proves you have arrived there) You collapse in the room with your case that has travelled ahead and sling your huge backpack and all its water down on the floor. Opening your case is difficult but you manage it because you have to take out stuff to do your washing with, providing the sink is big enough. Shoes off, socks off, legs up in the air. Rest for a while then roll into the shower or bath, you feel a little better, its probably only 4.30 but the need to find a bar is strong. Your excuse is that you have to write it all down before you forget it. Olives and nuts go down well before dinner. I listen to everyone and watch the bar TV of cycling…on everywhere …and wait for my epiphany.

Tomorrow is massive. It’s 31 or so Kilometres to Logrono !!!! I’ve stayed for the night there before and thought it was lovely. I have changed my mind on that one.!!

We set off together the next morning but the distance is enormous after feeling tired anyway….and miles to go….one step at a time..

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