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To avoid the afternoon heat, we were packed up and on our way by 6:30am. Since the hotel was at the entrance to town, we had to walk through town to get on the trail. Although it was early, we kept an eye open and spotted a tavern that was open, so we could have a cup of coffee. We finally left Puente La Reina, crossing the old bridge, and posing for a few shots. After about an hour and a half we entered Maneru. We decided to stop for another coffee at the Albergue El Canero. About an hour later we entered Cirauqui, where the Camino passes through an archway of an old building. They provide a stamp, so we got one. I haven't mention this before, but every albergue, most bar and restaurants, and a lot of other places will stamp your "credentials". You are supposed to have at least one a day, and two a day for the last 100 kilometers, to qualify for your certificate in Santiago de Compostela. I'm not sure, but I think this is the only non-structure that provides a stamp.
On the other side of town, down below, is an ancient Roman
bridge, or at least what is left of it. Manoli posed atop it for a photo. Just over half an hour outside Cirauqui, there is an unusual place called the Olive Garzen. Yes, Garzen. I'm not sure if the creator misspelled garden or not, but it is a cool and pretty much singular place on the Camino. There is a donativo (give what you want) with fruit and such, a number of benches under trees, and even a book exchange. About an hour later we entered Lorca. Since it was after 11am by this time, and the next town was well over an hour away, we stopped at the Albergue de Lorca for lunch. Manoli had a bowl of soup and I had pretty good sized plate of pasta, with an unusual tomato sauce.
We walked on, and about an hour and a half later we entered Villatuerta, found a nice pasteleria called Marta, and took a coffee break. On our way through Villatuerta, we passed an cool old church called Iglesia San Veremundo. We finally entered Estella around 2pm. We checked in to our albergue for the night, Albergue de Peregrinos Rocamador. It was pretty modern, with a
nice terrace or backyard, a kitchen and dining room, and a lounge. It also had a laundry area, although it was a bit small. We decided to go to a supermarket for our dinner, so we wandered up the street in the direction pointed out to us, and found two supermarkets. We chose one, and after browsing around, Manoli picked out some fruit and cheese, and I got a small bowl of ensaladilla rusa and 4 or 5 skewered shrimp which I heated up in the albergue's microwave. I also bought a box of 10 instant cappuccinos. They actually aren't bad.
Tomorrow we head for Los Arcos, about 21 kilometers down the road.
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Home and Away
Bob Carlsen
Thanks for the memories...
you are walking at least twice the speed and distance each day as I did. I fell walking down the Alto de Perdon and got a severely sprained ankle. You said climbing the Alto de Perdon was the hard part...not for me! And they have made improvements to the Roman bridge since I crossed in in 2016. The steps on the far side were too high for me. A Finnish pilgrim eventually cam by and gave me a hand up