It is long and winding and towns are few and far between
Water and wine are rarer commodities and even the pilgrims are strewn along the camino
We made a couple of classic blunders
Breakfast was a laugh - when it finally opened - coffee and battenburg it is, as Harry says, the future
On the road we knew there was no water for 11km but when we stopped at itero for the wee ermita and a passport stamp we were reminded that a bar was 1 km away. Bags back on and we met up with all the gang of deranged bag carriers. Jack and Cathy, 49ers I'm sure, Helene and Janice as well as Andre and Bernadette our French speaking Canadians as well as Harry's favourite from Germany Jessica - nuff said
After stocking up on water and our usual abs, we walked off through town to find a wee supermercado and loaded more fluids - just as well - it was now midday and very hot
With 14 km to go it was exposed and nothing but fields and no shelter for the next 8 km
I found hose b in a field, Jose had earlier been found driving his farmers blockade on the camino and later sleeping under a tree,
Once we made it to Boadilla Del Camino we split up and bought lunch in the only two places
The albergue in the centre by the church has a restaurant hidden in it's swimming pool garden whereas the 80 year old running the wee shop sells 80 day old bread and chewy chorizo
After an ice cream each, helado by the name of magnum - we walked the shady route to Fromista passed the canal- it was superb except Caitlin couldn't find Caitlin's hockey boots, and I was unable to respond to the text..Luckily she found her stick which is useful to hit dogs with - all my postie friends please take note - and those on the buses should also know it's useful to drag would be passengers back when the wrong fare is paid....So we've arrived in Fromista and now I search for Si's crema
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