First, last night’s albergue was great – I do recommend it.
Today’s hghlight occurred when I was soaking wet, boots included, after 16.4 km of walking. I was alone, having lost sight of Belgian K and German R when they entered the village. The rain had stopped, but that just emphasized how wet everything was. The destination for the day was 4.6 km further – over an hour.
I walked, boots sloshing with each step, into a bar for some fuel for the last stretch. There, spread in front of a space heater, were K and R, eating asparagus omelettes and drinking the local tinto. “We are thinking of taking a taxi into the city. Would you like to share?” They did not have to ask twice.Someone walked in and plunked a load of asparagus on the counter, so I had an omelet too. (It was an advertised special of the day.)
After that, everything was denouement. The albergue Convento de San Francisco in Zafra was very good.