We woke to a beautiful blue sky. A perfect day to meet the Meseta (plateau in Spanish). This region is spoken in hushed tones as it can be blisteringly hot in Summer and freezing cold in Winter. People either love it or hate it. It is essentially the cereal bowl of the country as it shimmers with low lying crops as far as the horizon.
Little shade is found in this arid region and yet beauty is definitely in the eye of the beholder. It was gorgeous today.
We stopped in at San Bol to witness the Agua de Vida, the supposed water of life from the well which is said to have healing properties. Too cold to bathe our feet but a slight sprinkle to the hands and face was refreshing enough.
Approaching our final destination of Hontanas was an interesting experience as with less than 500 meters away it wasn’t visible. It is a Shangri-la tucked down in a fold of the Meseta with only the church spire peaking out like a periscope. Lovely little village and a great albergue to stay for the night.
A 18.5km day today with Tania coping well with her bilateral heel blisters. Tomorrow we will try a little further and she will be carrying her backpack-so wish us a buen camino!