Logrono to Najera
April 8, 2015
7:55 AM to 2:45 PM
29.83 km in 6 hrs 50 min
Here we are flat on our backs with our feet in the air on our beds on the third floor of Albergue Puerta de Najera… A mauve coloured room with a bunk bed and a single and a balcony. We have to share the bath with four other rooms, one of which is occupied by the Canadian couple from North Hatley, Quebec.
We see the same folks along the way each day. We pass them and are passed by them as we take breaks at different times. On stretches where we can see far, we can usually see six to ten people stretched out ahead and behind us usually walking in pairs or alone.
It took more than an hour to walk out of Logrono this morning and more than an hour more of mostly pavement. Most of the route today was a hard packed country road. Such hard surfaces are tough on feet. The soles of the feet feel as if they are burning. This necessitates stopping, elevating feet and changing socks.
Yesterday after arriving in Logrono we went searching for a meal. In Spain there are three types of eateries: standup bars which serve drinks and tapas and may open by five PM or not until 7 PM. Tavernas which have seating and airflow more food choices but rarely open before 7:30 PM; restaurants serve full meals but only the ‘lesser’ of them open at 8 PM. Most open at 8:30 or later. Since we are ready for bed by 9 PM, this is a problem.
We walked around for an hour and a half, no idea how many kms, but we ate some tapas, drank wine or beer and ate popcorn before finding a tavern that would serve us a full meal. By that time it was too much for me. We had five thin lamb chops with salad and fries. Brian ate three of mine and helped with fries. Nothing wrong with his appetite.
Today the temperature might have been 19 C, but it only felt it in a few sheltered spaces. The east wind off the Mediterranean was cold. We never removed our long sleeved sweater. Good thing the wind was in our back. A parachute that would have let us hover over the surface would have been perfect.
We travelled around and through vineyards in red clay most of the day. The few villages we passed through had the oldest churches and buildings made of stone but the majority of buildings were of red brick…fruit of the soil. We travelled on a country road just below the national four lane highway for about one quarter of our day.
In Navarette Margaret and I visited the 16th century Church of the Assumption. Brian who sat outside in the sunshine said the gold turned into statuary surrounding the altar was probably plundered from South and Central America. He is most likely right.
Spain is on holiday. Many people have the week before and after Easter off. This means many establishments are closed.
Now enjoying some wine in the lobby with a new friend, Toni, from Majorca.