Depending which guidebook you trust we either had a 10.5km walk today or a 12km walk. either way it was a nice short day, much better than the 28km alternative and the worry about beds that that would have ensued.
Most other people in the albergue though were obviously going for the longer distance as we heard people moving at 5:20 (including the man in the bunk below me who had been snoring loudly all night).
There were though a few people still in bed when we got up so we packed our sleeping bags away in their covers quickly and took everything else downstairs to pack so that we didn't disturb anyone. This packing of course entailed packing away all of the extra food we had bought the night before making my bag at least a kilogram heavier (making me extra happy that this was to be a short day's walk!).
We found the way out of town more by remembering where we had walked last time than by following any signs or arrows.
Today may have been short but it was still a day with a lot of ups and downs but it wasn't quite as hot as yesterday whilst we were walking.
coming across the marker me and Dad had stopped at for a snack last time we chose the same point again for a Kit Kat each and continued on until we found ourselves at the foot of another hill - feeling tired and a bit hot we found some shade and had a picnic of bread, cheese and ham thus feeling refreshed to climb up another hill (although this was not a feeling that lasted very long!).
We arrived at Presedo albergue at about 10:45 and it was still being cleaned by the hospitelero. She asked us to wait outside and then let us in and we paid for the night's stay.
After the usual making of beds and washing we headed to the nearby bar for drinks and some really nice cake.
The afternoon was a lazy one - Dad took a nap and me and Becky read and played a Monopoly card game and then ate our rice, soft cheese and tuna for tea. A German lady game us the remains of a tortilla she had been carrying and had eaten enough of.
At six the hospitelero returned to check everyone else in and then Dad asked her if she would mind ringing an albergue for us for two nights hence - Siguero is a city most people stop in before arriving in Santiago the next day and our guidebooks list only two small private albergues and a hotel so we were worried about getting beds (the city now has a lot more accommodation than this with at least three new albergue and a couple of pensions having opened). The hospiotelero was happy to do this for us using Dad's 'phone but the albergue we had chosen wasn't open but directed us to another which we booked.
Before bed we headed back to the bar for another drink with the German lady and we saw all nine Spanish people from the albergue eating there. We were expecting a lot of noise when they returned later but they were very quiet.
Most other people in the albergue though were obviously going for the longer distance as we heard people moving at 5:20 (including the man in the bunk below me who had been snoring loudly all night).
There were though a few people still in bed when we got up so we packed our sleeping bags away in their covers quickly and took everything else downstairs to pack so that we didn't disturb anyone. This packing of course entailed packing away all of the extra food we had bought the night before making my bag at least a kilogram heavier (making me extra happy that this was to be a short day's walk!).
We found the way out of town more by remembering where we had walked last time than by following any signs or arrows.
Today may have been short but it was still a day with a lot of ups and downs but it wasn't quite as hot as yesterday whilst we were walking.
coming across the marker me and Dad had stopped at for a snack last time we chose the same point again for a Kit Kat each and continued on until we found ourselves at the foot of another hill - feeling tired and a bit hot we found some shade and had a picnic of bread, cheese and ham thus feeling refreshed to climb up another hill (although this was not a feeling that lasted very long!).
We arrived at Presedo albergue at about 10:45 and it was still being cleaned by the hospitelero. She asked us to wait outside and then let us in and we paid for the night's stay.
After the usual making of beds and washing we headed to the nearby bar for drinks and some really nice cake.
The afternoon was a lazy one - Dad took a nap and me and Becky read and played a Monopoly card game and then ate our rice, soft cheese and tuna for tea. A German lady game us the remains of a tortilla she had been carrying and had eaten enough of.
At six the hospitelero returned to check everyone else in and then Dad asked her if she would mind ringing an albergue for us for two nights hence - Siguero is a city most people stop in before arriving in Santiago the next day and our guidebooks list only two small private albergues and a hotel so we were worried about getting beds (the city now has a lot more accommodation than this with at least three new albergue and a couple of pensions having opened). The hospiotelero was happy to do this for us using Dad's 'phone but the albergue we had chosen wasn't open but directed us to another which we booked.
Before bed we headed back to the bar for another drink with the German lady and we saw all nine Spanish people from the albergue eating there. We were expecting a lot of noise when they returned later but they were very quiet.
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