Burgos

     Amazing how many different languages are spoken by the different peregrinos in our group, they even snore in a different language. It is like they all speak English but with different accents.

     In the small town of Montes de Oca, it was impossible to find breakfast before 9am. As our bus was due to arrive at 8:48, we went without one. Some person accidentally took one of our Finnish/Danish friends boots this morning, leaving her a similar but older and smaller boots without her orthotics.

This is about as bad as it can get for someone walking another 600 kilometers. We advised her to find a taxi immediately and to try and head off and find the shoe thief as the next town was small and 12 km away. Hope she gets reunited with her boots.

     The bus arrived in Spanish time but it took less than an hour to Burgos where we made up two whole days to catch up with our friends. We were able to arrange for some bike rentals as we'll be riding our bikes at twice the daily distance for four days to make sure Laura's foot heals. 

     Some pics of local townspeople and peregrinos that got turned to stone when they dared to look Medusa straight in the eye. They should not have messed with the Spanish mafia.