I awoke in the church, checked myself for singe marks and, giving myself the all clear, arose with the standard aches and pains that walking a billion miles a day does to you. 

There had been a really weird snorer in the room. I’ll try and write the sound. Deep breath in “FLARBARBARBARBLUHBLUHBLUH” 

I didn’t mind too much because it made me laugh then I fell asleep!! 

We went to get breakfast but the door was locked. After dicking about for half an hour we finally realised you had to press the button that said “do not press” and they would let you in. We were 1 minute too late for breakfast and a bit livid. I didn’t think I would ever be annoyed at nuns but today was the day. 

After we left we had a 5km walk to a ferry crossing. We turned up and the sign just said “ferry will pick you up from the beach” 

The beach was 300m long so we all just congragated in the hope he would take pity and come to us. He did and we all piled on. 

A short 15 minute ride to the other side and off we stepped. After briefly chatting to a girl called Francis and a Hungarian dude called Gabor we went off to get me my first coffee of the day. 

As we were sitting there Gabor walked over and asked if he could join us. I immediately got a good vibe off of him which was reinforced 10 fold when he came back to the table from the bar with a massive pastry, cup of coffee and a pint of beer. Brilliant guy.

He is currently walking his third Camino and had a lot of cool stories to listen too. Really interesting stuff. We ended up walking to another town and had a bit of lunch and a beer and then he went off to another town. Chances are we won’t see each other again due to the fact he is walking about 30km a day but as fleeting friendships go, it was a goodun. 

We covered about 21km today. I can tell you this without looking at a map. Almost like clockwork my neck muscles start twinging at anything above 20km. I’m kinda happy though because when I first got here they twinged at anything over 1km.

After saying goodbye we carried on our walk to an Albergue in Isle. We passed some camels that were rolling around in the dust which (if you’ve ever seen a camel rolling around in the dust) is always a pleasure to see.

We slowly approached the Albergue and noticed the door was shut and it had a sign on it. I couldn’t read the sign but I guessed the sodding place was shut. We knocked on the door anyway just in case and I’m pretty sure light came through the clouds and shone on us as the door opened. We were all knackered, hot and in a bit of pain so the welcoming “holla” was something a bit special. 

Straight in to the shower and straight on to the bed for a well deserved relax. 

After I had chilled out for a bit I grabbed my kindle and went outside for a lay down in the sun and a read. A Spanish man with an incredible voice came out and with hand signs and shouting I realised he was making dinner and there would be chorizo in it. I bloody love chorizo so my evening got 10 times better. 

The meal was amazing and there was wine too. Everything a, not as rubbish as he was, pilgrim needs. 

Now off to bed. Check this bunk out. I call it “The Death Bunk”

No one has claimed it tonight.

BUEN CAMINO