It reminded me just a little of our Camino Francés experience in 2011, except that then there were 50 and this morning only 5. Everyone stopped to get a picture of the old tower (Torre de San Francisco) from the 1500s, on the way out of town.
We talked to a white haired woman from Quebec, a young man from South Korea, and an older gentleman from Rotterdam. We smiled at the French. It’s good to be on the Camino.
Today we walked 12.5 miles again. We passed through a little town in the morning where we got some coffee at an open bar. We sat with the guy from Rotterdam. His name is Marcel. This is his third Camino too.