I started walking alone that morning: I needed to warm up and what better than a quick walk? I waited for the girls in the first town for a coffee, then walked with them for the rest of the day.
The path took us mainly through forrests, which was a nice change from the previous days where we were mostly in fields and hills. Our stop for the night is in Atapuerca. We found an albergue that was probably a barn at some point, but got converted. It felt very homey and cosy :)
A few pilgrims we knew arrived after us: Monica, Christian, Macarena… I remember finding the inspiration to write a one or two short stories before having dinner, a first since starting the hike. Before leaving, I had planned on using the free time to write more, but you know what tends to happen when plans meet reality.
We then went to the bar-restaurant next door, but I remember feeling quite tired so I went to bed early, leaving Monica, Christian and a few of the others. It seemed they had quite a night, though from the barn-albergue we couldn’t hear a thing.