I don’t remember much about this day. It was warm, but not as much as the day before. There was a thunderstorm in the evening. Oh yes, somebody was snoring at the beginning of the night, but I woke up the wrong person in the dark, which the other pilgrims thought was funny.
Carole is stretching. I’m afraid there was fleas or something like that at this refugio 🙁
Virginie writing her diary.
Carole writing diary. You need to be in peace.
Dinner in Santo Domingo de la Calzada. Markus was chef today.
Carole, Georges and Paula.
Carole and Markus smoking. Looking at the thunderstorm.
Livio and Patrizio chatting.
Not stretching.
Patrizio. First he makes you laugh (sometimes with a really dirty story), then he declaims Garcia Lorca! He seduced all of us.