Another Starter Reunion in Castrojeriz

Things easily become a blur. Last night I ate at the albergue. I had caught up with yet another person I fed all those days ago back at Saint-Jean-Pied-de-Port, Carla, another American woman. So far that makes four of the the original five I cooked for the day I set off. The only missing person is Janet, who understandably may have ended her journey early after the nightmare of not making it over the Pyrenees on the first day. There was a little rain that gave us a rainbow at the albergue.