Feeling more human today, so I’m trying to catch up with Glenn. This was his journey on June 3rd (I think). Regardless, it was a long hike, made longer (almost 20 miles) trying to find his albergue for the night. Definitely not on the road and a short, steep climb up a railroad embankment to have a look around. Nothing memorable about the walk except the friendly company of a German woman he’d met a few times before. Made the boring even pleasant.
You can see by the photos, once the accommodation was found, it was a delight! From the hosts, to the restaurant, the stream, the room, gardens, even the exotic fowls.








Molino in Spanish means mill.







Tomorrow the post will be about his two days in Astorga. Buen camino, Glenn!
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