In this case it is return to senda, the gravel path running alongside an asphalt road parallel to the motorway. Sounds boring doesn’t it. It can be very monotonous but luckily it is tree lined nearly all the way.
We left our donativo in Bercianos after a brilliant communal dinner consisting of paella in a pan the size of a small table. The two elderly hospitileros said a prayer in all the languages that were staying that night and then it was our turn to entertain them. In our respective countries we got up and sang a song. Of course our group of four Aussies sang Waltzing Matilda which nearly everyone new. Lots of red wine flowed but we were all tucked into bed before lights out at 10pm.
Our senda journey was 26.4km today passing through just one town called Reliegos which everyone joked we were walking towards religion.
We arrived at our final destination of Mansilla and found another Albergue Municipal for 5 Euro’s. This one is run by a lady called Laura who is a huge character. She found out that Tania had blisters so she got out this rusty saw and said, ” tonight we fix!”.
We are having a communal dinner with a difference tonight. The Italian pilgrims are cooking a huge plate of spaghetti for about 15 of us. Should be fun.