One thing about albergues is the beds are more suited to your petit peregrinos and no the six foot Ginger celt whose feet get cold of am October morning.
Talking of the cold it was Baltic at 9 and too hot at 2pm - there's no pleasing us! We were practicing the golf today - not long now until we get to have a break every 150 yards although the temperature may take getting used to the lack of midgie bites will be a joy. Clearly I haven't drunk enough today. Yet. It's Sunday and it's 6.15pm and the siesta is over!
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