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Camino de Santiago. Belorado to Villafranca Montes de Oca.

Be careful what you wish for… Good advice from someone and, after a few days of ‘stinking hot’ weather it rained. Only a bit, but it was much cooler and I thought I heard my walking companion was say “this is pleasant” – but then they retracted the statement and later denied ever saying it.…

Be careful what you wish for… Good advice from someone and, after a few days of ‘stinking hot’ weather it rained.

Only a bit, but it was much cooler and I thought I heard my walking companion was say “this is pleasant” – but then they retracted the statement and later denied ever saying it.

It was a short days walking which allowed for afternoon repairs and recuperation – in an ancient Monastery – now a hotel.

Here’s the 4-a-Day pictures.

Who? Here’s SB standing beside a mural in Belorado. I’m sure there’s deep meaning in this painting locally.

However, for me it’s just a reminder of the worry and anxiety SB has created in her Facebook posts over how much she is suffering. That’s not the smile of someone who is suffering.

What? Walking, but walking in the rain!

A new experience on the Camino for us. Check out the snazzy rucksack rain cover.

Sort of complements the snail analogy I reckon.

Where? Here’s a view of the sunrise over the Church in Villafranca Montes de Oca.

It’s a really historic place on the Camino, just before a climb into the mountains. Surprisingly cool, but it is almost 1000m above sea level.

Why? Why are there so many different types of stone in this ruin?

Basically because it’s 2000+ years of the Circular Economy in stone.

The picture is of all that remains of the Monestary of San Félix de Oca.

What got me excited was the grey lump of stone in the bottom right. Apparently it was once a Roman funerary stone.

So much recycling here.

Bonus pics…

What is going on here?

My yoga teacher tells me it’s ‘Good example of Dhanurasana the – Bow pose’.

Blimey, those Medieval Monks were bendy boys.

And this.

The Camino always provides – when you need it most – so they say.

The smallest and most unlikely (and only) shop in the village we stayed in had a decent stock of foot care products (including a modestly priced nail scissors).

I got in just before closing and SB is now much more relaxed about her blisters. Hurrah!

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