Thursday October 8
Today we are in Astorga. A lovely lovely city. Gerry likes it second to Pamplona. We just finished dinner on the balcony overlooking the city and environs as the sun went down and the lights came on...spectacular.
San Martin was as I remember it. Ugly. What I had forgotten was the it is on the highway like a small Ontarion town on highway 7 or 11, non-stop trucks. Three of us for dinner. Gerry, me, and an American from Alaska that follows some Taoist religion that finds them communing in absolute pitch darkness for three weeks at a time. he said he was an ex dentist...who really knows on the camino. It may be our imagination, but it seems to be getting a bit quieter.
Today was a lovely walk along red clay undulating paths through every shade of green imaginable. The geraniums are still in bloom, but barely. the weather was lovely. Once again cool in the early morning and t-shirts as the sun rises higher in the sky. We saw on Spanish TV that we should have sun at least for the next three days.
We are going to put in a light day tomorrow...about 21k.Until then