Onwards the road passes through wide valleys, fields full of vineyards and sprinkled with a multitude of bodegas, too bad they were closed and we could not taste some wine, gentle hills, culminating in two more steep climbs: El Alto de la Grajera and El Alto de San Anton.
Born on the Way |
Born on the Way |
Born on the Way |
The only inconvenience of this stage, if you let me put it this way, is the presence of the A12 motorway, which accompanies us on many parts of the route.
We arrived safely in Najera, since the morning we looked for accommodation during the short breaks we made, the only private hostel open in Najera, did not want to give us beds in the common albergue, only in a private room due to restrictions Covid-19. We hardly managed to climb the 26 steps to the so-called room, the room had no bathroom, and the shared bathrooms were impassable: narrow doors and even narrower showers so in these conditions we appeal to a high level of hygiene: wet wipes. We eat cold canned lentils, from the only open store (it was Sunday and we had lost the count of days and thus ran out of food) and potato tortilla from a nearby bar, because we can not use the kitchen to heat them, another safety measure Covid -19.
But of course we are happy and grateful to have a place to sleep. Ah, yes I forgot to tell you we were the only pilgrims in the albergue. Another day ends...
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