Santo Domingo to Belorado

Another early start. The first part of our trek was through wheat fields and sunflower fields. As people hike past the sunflowers that make designs like faces and hearts and we took oodles of photos of them. The first part of the day was quite pretty and then we had many kilometres by the side of the highway. A few clicks out if Belorado we kept seeing signs for alberge - wood cutouts of pilgrims, flags, etcetera. It was like driving past used car lots. We stayed at the Municipal Alberge and it seemed a little loosey goosey but our host Agustin had a little roughness covering a heart of gold. I had been having some problems figuring out how to get from our final stop Burgos back to Paris. Agustin set about figuring it out for me. We had dinner at the Alberge and we knew we were going to be a little late so when we got to dinner, he told us . . . Chicken for you, chicken for you and fish for you. No choices left. We met some interesting people - a seminarian from Mission (Ken Anderson) and priest and his friends from Ireland, two cyclists from Milan, one of whom was in the wine business, and two other Italian cyclists who had never done any long distance cycling and were a little worse for the wear. It turned out to be a good choice!


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Location:Belorado