Tonight we are in the municipal albergue of Burgos,
which is a fast-paced burg with seemingly endless
affluent corridors and plazas of commercial offerings.
Not to mention the home of one of the most elaborate
Gothic cathedrals in the world, where many illustrious
sepulchres of notables, including El Cid, are interred
in great splendor. What a feast of Gothic, Baroque,
Renaissance and Rococco architecture and art we had
this afternoon, walking around in our rather strange garb…
all our clothes were drenched last night in a freak thunder
storm out in the dark countryside casa rural where we lodged,
so all we had to wear were some long underwear and odd
matching anoraks.
What a contrast to last night in Villamayor del Rio where
the smell of cow dung wafted in the windows all night
in the deep darkness.
I have been told by a kind senor in the albergue
that I must retire promptly in ten minutes….
There are kind senors everywhere who usher us to and
fro in every town….caritas Spanish style. Signing off for now!