Today we started very early, up by 5, out by 6. Pitch black out, no monsters, but I was scared anyway. You simply can’t see beyond your little cone of light. That was terrifying, we were afraid of of dogs and of getting lost.
We started out from Azofra and walked 26 km to Redecilla del Camino. Only 2 more km to El Chocaltero, but Al said no. I thought hey, there may be chocolate there right?
We were tired and are still adjusting to walking everyday. Azofra didn’t have much but one street running right thru the center. We are feeling better physically but there are still some sore spots. My bones in my legs actually hurt.
After that we walked thru Santo Domingo de la Calzada, which has an interesting legend. It has to do with chickens, so already I was interested. Legend has it that a pilgrim couple and their son stopped off in this town on their way to Santiago. The son caught the eye of the inn keepers daughter, but the boy, very devout stayed firm against her advances. So in anger she hid a silver goblet from the church in his bag and said he had stolen it. They caught him and sentenced him to hang. Some say the parents had left the boy thinking he would catch up, but he didn’t. So on their way back they found him hanging on the gallows but by miracle from Santo Domingo, he was still alive. They told the sherif, “our son is no thief, take him down as he is still alive.”The sherif said, “your son is no more alive then this chicken I am about to eat.” Then his chicken jumped up and crowed. So they all rushed out and cut down the innocent boy. To this day the city is named after this legend and there are chicken plaques and roosters all over the place. I know kinda silly. But I like the chickens. Al wouldn’t let me get anything because then we would have to carry it. He did promise me in Santiago I can get something. He always says that, it means no.
We spoke with another Australian tonight and he told us something intriguing, that he worked in a man shed in Australia. Cool right, not quite a man cave because they actually work in it. I googled it. It’s the real deal, http://www.mensshed.org/.
Al has a man shed which is more like a junk shed, but he tries, also he is not retired so I will cut him some slack there. Anyway, another bottle of wine, a great dinner, and believe it or not, we walked around the village to relax. Yup, more walking.
Tomorrow not too far I hope,
Until then, be well.