We had eaten breakfast and the sun had been up for awhile when we left Belorado. Our goal was to walk to Villafranca Montes de Oca just 11.9 km away, so there was no need to get an early start. We thought there might also be time in the afternoon to take an extra 4.6 km walk after settling into our accommodation in Villafranca. (Can’t get enough of walking!)
The Camino wound through the streets of Belorado which Dave explored briefly yesterday and I hadn’t seen at all. We really liked what we saw of the town. It has a spacious plaza with a medieval arcade lined with shops, bars and restaurants. Many of the walls have been painted by artists and there are interesting imprints of hands and feet on plaques set into the paving bricks. At least one of the 2,100 people who live here is a giant, judging by the size of his hand!
This morning was the coldest morning yet, and it seems that most of the litter on the Camino is due to those cold mornings. Noses run, and it is so easy when reaching into a pocket for a tissue to pull out more than one. There is the odd plastic bottle and candy wrapper, but mostly what you see are tissues.
The trail today was quiet, on level earthen tracks, and through open countryside. The sound of the traffic wasn’t bothersome at all, unlike yesterday.
After we passed through the small town of Tosantos, we were surprised to see something amazing on the rockface across the way. I pulled out the guide to see what it was. It was the beautiful facade of “Our Lady of the Rock” built into the side of the cliffs. I stopped to point it out to peregrinos behind us, thinking they might miss seeing it like we nearly did. Suddenly I found myself speaking a mix of Italian/Spanish with a woman who exclaimed: “Bella! Bella!” I replied, “Si! Bella! Buen Camino!”
It was only when we were about to arrive at Villafranca de Montes de Oca that we were back to walking alongside the busy highway with trucks zooming past. The highway continues through the narrow street of the town and traffic doesn’t slow down. At least the albergue/hotel where we are stayng is set back from the highway behind the church and is quiet except for the church bells.
Wow! The San Anton Abad Hotel/Albergue where we are staying is impressive! It was built in 1377 and was the most important hospital on the Camino de Santiago to serve pilgrims. The owner has travelled the Camino, and this hostel fulfils his wish to “give something back.” Here is what you can get for 8 Euros a night. We paid 30 Euros to have a private room, but the dormitories are very nice too.
After settling into our room and having lunch, we took a 4.6 km return trip out to a rocky gorge which leads to a reservoir at the head of the Rio Oca. As soon as I saw the sign “PELIGROSO!” which means “DANGER!” and the rockfaces looming on either side of the gorge, I turned back. Not a good place to be during an earthquake! I wasn’t going there! Nada! No way! Resting in the shade of a tree in the church yard was more my style! Dave was fearless and I was contented with eventually just seeing his pictures.
Dinner tonight was delicious, served in style, and in an elegant dining room. For the first time our pilgrim meal included both wine and water with separate stemmed glasses for each. We shared our table with Beth and Patrick who live just outside Washington DC. We met them on the flanks of the Pyrenees after our first day walking in Orisson. They remembered me as “the birthday girl!”