The people at the Hostal Asturias have put some blue arrows on the highway to guide walkers back to the Camino. It involves about 1500 m along the highway and several (it’s hard to keep track!)) through quiet paths and country roads until it rejoins the official Camino. It was a good choice. Aldeanueva was…
Pilgrims in the vicinity include a group of 5 or more oldish Spanish guys (I’ve heard they are an outstanding snorchestra), 3 German men (one is a triathlete who can’t make himself walk slowly; he’s suffering from tendonitis or similar and is planning to switch to a bike), one German woman, an American couple, an…
As usual, we were not up at the crack of dawn. Our host, Nacho, bustled about full of energy and efficiency and gave us lots of information about the Extemadura part of the Camino. At about 10 a.m., we hopped into his vehicle, he drove us 2 km to the point where the newly positioned…
No, we didn’t walk it all. In fact we walked only the last 11.9 km from Valdesalor to Cáceres. After a bad night’s sleep and continuing jet lag we were feeling somewhat down, even though the day was crisp and sunny. The prospect of starting a 20 km section, with no amenities and no energy,…
The day started late, due to jet lag and not wanting to get up to a chilly rainy day. We had inevitable first day fussing and indecision about how to arrange things in our backpacks. I assured MB that it would soon feel like second nature to get up, dressed, stuff things into the pack,…
Today was a rest-up acclimatization day, after the flight to Madrid and 3-hour bus to Mérida. Some hostals and hotels were full because of the half-marathon taking place today. We stayed in the Hostal Salud (private room and bathroom) for €35. It’s OK. Spent the day wandering around the Roman ruins. The amphitheater is very…
Now, only 3 months after returning from Spain, I’m about to go again. Tomorrow I fly from Toronto to Spain with my sister-in-law MB, and on Monday we begin walking north out of Merida on the Via de la Plata*. Why so soon? Having been several times on the Camino Frances in late autumn, I…
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