Day Twenty Five. 35.1 K., 21.8 Miles (my pedometer).
Written on May 24, 2014.
Leaving the City of Logrono is an adventure in itself. The first scene worthy of a photo is a painting of sellos, (stamps), on the body of a man on an entire side of a building.
Sellos needed to obtain a Compostela in Santiago.
On the way to Najera I saw a Pilgrim walking the opposite way. I asked him if he had already been to Santiago. He spoke Italian and named off several places he had been. I believe that he was telling me that he had started walking from Rome.
A Santiago Pilgrim.
A poster for an upcoming circus.
Angel was waiting for us after our 20+ mile walking day.
When Vern and I arrived in Najera it is safe to say that we were, what can be referred to as, a “hot mess”.
We had walked many kilometers on rocks. Just before Najera I had had enough of the rocks and just started walking faster than I knew I could. I was so anxious to be off the rocks that I had acquired a new pace.
Thanks Angel for taking care of us when we finally got to the Albergue. At one point Angel helped pick me up from the floor when I tried to open the door in my sleeping bag. Angel and her friend, Sonja, arrived in Najera hours before we did.