Yesterday at Rabé de las Calzadas I kept it simple. I had lunch outside at a village restaurant bar. It felt a bit strange perhaps because it was a Sunday, but half the village were sat at the other tables socialising with families and I was the only one eating.
That evening I ate at the albergue. Spoke to an enthusiastic German, Dieter at dinner. I could talk in German with him and English. It was more of a struggle with the Belgians and Italians there.
Again, I didn’t go far. I chose to elevate my feet against the wall and read the news and watch a few YouTube videos before sleeping.
