Camino de Santiago – Day 11
Walked from: Burgos
Walked to: Hontanas
Date: 12 October 2017
It’s 2.30pm in the afternoon, and my walking day (all 32km of it) is over. Over to the extent that, sitting in the sun, I’m mildly drunk on a mixture of cold beer and local red wine, both of which I’ve had with my lunch. I hear that alcohol is an excellent cure for sore feet, a concept which I’m keen to bring to heel…
Puns aside, it’s been a good walking day. After another early-ish start, this time from the beautiful city of Burgos, where I was on my way by 7.30am. It took a while to hit the outskirts of the city, but I had an enlightening chat with a Kiwi healer shortly after day broke, and a lovely torrilla/fresh OJ/hot chocolate breakfast in Rabé de las Calzadas, where I wandered into the same cafe as the normal walking crew, who hadn’t (unlike me) spent the night luxuriating in clean sheets and en-suite bathrooms in town.
I hit the Meseta today, which is supposed to be the big, hot flat bit which covers most of Spain. FYI, the first bit of it isn’t bloody flat. In fact, it’s got more curves and climbs than the past few days put together. But there’s something about it that is truly beautiful. The town where I’m staying tonight is hidden in a fold of its vastness – it appears, as if by magic, in the semi-desert landscape, offering large, ice-cold glasses of beer and local home cooked food (the chick pea and pork stew was AMAZING). It also has a sweet local church and a hostel that feels rather like a Hollywood set of Goldilocks and the Three Bears. All in all, aching soles of feet aside, it’s been another excellent day on the Camino de Santiago.