I woke up thinking that I didn’t want to walk 28 km today, so at the appropriate turnoff I headed for Rio Lobos, knowing that everyone else in the group was planning going to go to Galisteo. Knowing I had a shorter distance really allowed me to enjoy the walk. It included passing a police firing range, a brothel, some beautiful grazing areas with young animals and their mothers, and the long dry entrance to Rio Lobos.
At Camping Las Catalinas, they told me they were “Completo” (not true; I’m quite sure I was the only customer) but they would drive me to the albergue in Galisteo, 10 km further, for free! No arm twisting was necessary, and I arrived just before my friends who had walked all the way. Galisteo is a city with well preserved walls dating back to the Moors in Spain.
The characters you encounter on a Camino are so fascinating! And the improvisation of plans so important, with those characters! A veritable ensalada mixta.