Camino de Santiago – Day 7
Walked from: Logroño
Walked to: Azofra
Yesterday was all about a long walk to get to good food. Today was about an even longer walk aimed specifically about escaping a couple of very annoying fellow ‘pilgrims’. Essentially, Daria and I ran away. Except we walked. And kept on walking until we’d left them for dust. We walked separately all day, but with the same aim – and within an hour or so of each other, we’d both rocked up at the fantastic municipal hostel in the very chilled out village of Azofra… where we were reunited with Darko and Florian, the two other ‘pilgrims’ who also started their walk on 2 October.
The favourite part of my walk today was the final 6km into Azofra; a quiet walk through vineyards and red/brown coloured fields, leading into a pretty little villages and what is a strong contender for hostel of the holiday.
No word of a lie – the municipal hostel in Azofra is hostel heaven. I arrived in the sun-drenched courtyard, complete with a pool of ice-cold water that was readymade for baking hot feet. Each room only had two beds in, there was a washing machine and tumble drier and the woman running the place was a total star. Azofra, Dolly Parton and Witney Houston said it best… I will always love you…