Some images from today..
Spanish cities know how to clean up after a party. In the morning the streets are washed, blown and swept clean before most people wake up. Except pilgrims who are booted out bright and early and need to find their way out of the city. Zamora has a little park at the exit, to let us know we are on our way.
At first glance I thought the route was long and straight.
However, an arrow took me to the right, through suburban/industrial areas – including a sausage plant and a pet food factory, as far as I could tell. They seemed to be closed for Easter week. It the next town, the fish truck was out on duty. At the edge of that town, handy to the old people’s home was a little exercise park (see the machines on the left of one of the photos below) with no users.
Walk, walk, walk. … what’s that up ahead? More construction of the high speed AVE train. Are those people up there? Yes, pilgrims! Those are the Italians and the Saskatooners.
Walk, walk, walk… more excitement…
Finally, real excitement – a town, arrows leading under the highway to the albergue, and a bottom bunk for me.