Id stayed at one of the busiest campsites Id ever seen. Oddly though, everyone disappeared around 18:00 and they never seemed to return. I also noticed that the mullet seems to be back in fashion in these parts at the moment. Give me another couple of months and I’ll be right there with’em.
Not much happened really. The day consisted of a long slog up and down hills in the sunshine. I tend to find it difficult in some towns to find where to get my sello. Either the place is closed (more often than not), or it’s just not easily recognisable. I always manage to get my sello in the end.
If you didn’t know, this area is the Rioja region, famous for its beautiful wines. I cycled past so many bodegas, a lot of which seem to be closed down and/or for sale. I was tempted for a second!
Today i lost my toiletries bag! I left it on the floor outside a bank after taking things out to get to my sweeties. Such a pain, i didn’t realise until i was about 40 miles away. I have images of the bomb disposal team being called to blow up a suspicious package outside the caja rural, only to coat the front window with Nivea Shower Gel.
Finally I ended up in Najera. A busy little town with a carnival in town, or does that just seem to be every town in Spain. Without realising it, when I got my sello at the Refugio, the lady had allocated me a room to stay. I was tired, I thought go on then. Turns out room 67 isn’t a room at all. In fact it’s a bottom bunk amidst many, many more bunk beds. This was not going to be a good night!
If you’re interested in the route I’m taking for the camino here is a rough route as there are a few mistakes.