Listen up, Ladies. This is the Fuente del Vino or Wine Fountain in Estella. Needless to say, while the other pilgrims filled up their shells I got out my water bottle. This could explain how I managed to miscalculate the last part of our trip and ended up doing 30.6 km by accident instead of 25. It wouldn’t be so bad if I hadn’t had Mark from England and my American friend following me. Luckily, we hit a tiny albergue in an authentic Spanish casa that is cool and spacious and off the beaten track in a quiet village called Azqueta. Not so quiet that it doesn’t have a bar which I still plan to visit if only for a tall glass of orange juice and Hendricks Gin and Tonic for my American friend. It was in the high 20’s today with no shade on the trail. You can imagine how popular I have made myself by adding 10 km onto the day.
But for some reason they all still like me. The albergue is full now. Didn’t take much. It only has nine camas (beds). Most are taken by a gaggle of girls who have just graduated from University of Michigan. Maybe that’s why Mark from England and my American friend are not so mad at me.
Tomorrow we will go to Torres del Rio. We like to bypass the larger towns. It will be only a little over 20k. Piece of cake!
Filling up at the wine fountain
