Dear Aymery
Left this morning a little lighter - while I was in the shower, I was robbed. My ruck was thoroughly searched and a lot taken. my first aid kit (thankfully, I kept my meds separate), my green CF fleecy which not only I liked a lot but which kept me warm on cool mornings and evenings, flashlight, compass, jacket, socks, some papers and my compass. It left a really sour taste in my mouth. When you don´t have much with you to start with, it rather hurts. I´m mostly worried about the lack of sweater and jacket as the weather is variable. I walked along in a relatively pissed off mood. This plus my aching knee and cool, windy and cloudy weather were a poor mix.
Reached Fuente del Vino in about 35 minutes and enjoyed some wine from the fountain. Toasted Canada and all my family and friends to the camera but didn´t call anyone as its about 2:45 am in Canada.
Walked on through farm fields and vinyards. Kind of grazed on walnuts, almonds, olives and grapes (lots of grapes) along the way. About 2 km from Los Arcos, I met my Irish and Swedish friends. However, my knee really began to hurt so I paused while they went on their way.
Finally made it into Los Arcos. where I found the albergue, the farmacia and the church. The church is stunningly beautiful. The ´retablo´or screen behind the altar is breathtaking. and on all sides you see magnificant paintings and sculptures. I called Michael to wish him a ´happy birthday´- not sure if I will have a connection tommorrow. Got to speak with Michael, Danielle, Ally and John. They are all in Amsterdam to celebrate his birthday and just hang out. They seem to be having a great time! I am a lucky man.
Had a nice dinner and went to bed.
Ultreya
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This is the story of my walk on the ancient Camino de Santiago, a twelve hundred year old pilgrimage route. The Camino is 835 kilometers, from the south of France, across the Pyrenees Mountains into Spain and thence westwards to the tomb of the apostle St. James in Santiago de Compostela.
