Nowhere to eat breakfast. We drank a coffee at a gas station. Then it was pretty much just going upwards to Villanueva, except for a few km before. There were a few km to Cartaojal which were muddy and quite difficult.
I caught up with Han in Cartaojal where I ate a sandwich and drank a clara for lunch. Paula came and ate a huge lunch. Then it continued upwards.
Got lost in my thoughts and missed a sign. Took the wrong way and walked at least one and a half km (uphill!) and back. Turned out Han made the same misstake, but didn’t go as far as I did.
In the meantime, Paula had managed to get by and I caught up with her about 6 km before Villanueva. I went to the albergue which was locked and waited for Paula as she knows Spanish and could call the police who would let us in. She came with Han who had checked into a hotel.
Later Han came by. He regretted he checked into a hotel as the albergue was nice. We went and ate tappas and raciones.
In bed by 11. Han is walking all the way to Lucena to morrow. We probably won’t see him again.
