After a relaxing day that included resting in a park the day before with chickens picking bugs and worms from the soil next to us Jenni woke before the alarm went off. Her amazing phone picking up a stray free WiFi signal from a block away she was busy checking Facebook and posting pictures.
The walk started with a climb up the hil outside of town. There was a sheep herder that lived at the bottom of the hill and I mentioned to Jenni how these sheep did not seem as happy as the sheep we saw in the mountains. They were penned up and the odor of manure quite strong. On the road up the hill we could see the sheep had walked this way probably the day before as it was covered in pellet sized droppings.
Once we got to the top of the hill the sign of sheep had disappeared and on the left we could see that we were bordering a military post. The day before James and I noted the sounds of a rifle range and this verified our keen military senses. On top of the hill it was very rocky and smack dab in the middle of the trail was a large cross that combined with the sunrise was very awe inspiring. In front of us 12 miles we had a clear view to Burgos.
The roads were empty and on the trail we had only two people in front of us a French guy and James. Both of which had a faster pace and did not take long to lose us.
As the trail got smaller and smaller and the grass grew so tall it covered what little pathway was left Jenni made a comment about us possibly being not going the way. Being alone on the trail was strange but it was nice to get some alone time. For some reason a very well marked trail is never marked well enough.
We could see the city so I wasn't too worried and when we made it to a road we started heading the way that looked right on the map. Coincidentally it was opposite other pilgrims. We realized this when we crossed the French dude. He didn't look happy to see us since he knew he was far in front, yet here we were walking towards him. Apparently we took a shortcut.
He kept walking his way and us ours. This is when we crossed James. James liked our trail plan and turned around with us to follow our way. We found our trail and it lead us to a parkway that could be best compared to the River Parkway in Minneapolis. It was a beautiful walk that had so much cottony like seeds it looked as though it was snowing.
Jenni met lady that was visiting her son and spoke Spanish. They got along real well and talked for a few kilometers. Jenni is amazing with her Spanish skills and the lady loved speaking with her.
When we got to Burgos we toured the 3rd best Cathedral in Europe. Jonathon described it as stunning/awe inspiring.
The city was amazing and after having some chiros and chocolate we moved out to Tarjados. It was a long walk and I wa rewarded with two new blisters for my efforts. Jenni made it through with tired feet but no blisters.
At the albergue the people running it were extremely welcoming as they have us mint tea to welcome us in. Later they brought us salt for the water that we were soaking our feet and lemon water. Their little touches of hospitality were a great reminder of how important and respectable a mission it is to walk the Camino. It filled us with a bit of positive energy and good spirits.
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