Now in Azofra...

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ENGLISH:
Try to imagine: after a long days march we arrive in a big city (Logroño) and then crisscross the city in search of an apropriate internet café where we can upload a new set of beautiful pictures. Asking people in our digital-spanish we finally found one: an extremly loud place with a "Box"-machine without USB - out again to the other side of town, with a drawing in our hands from a student who thinks that he know a place with "real" computers. After one hour we find the place, agree with the manager that I can take out the computer to get access to the USB-connection on the backside and finally the big disappointment, that the acces to the USB / Harddisk was blocked by software...
Today we reached a new "refugio" with another box-machine and we decided to write more about our experiences on the camino and try to upload pictures in Burgos - another big city, some days away...
In the meantime Carina has made the danish version and I will "freely" translate her report into english (I am afraid that we don't have enough coins to do the german translation too)
In most of the small towns, the shops and restaurants have closed from 15:00 to 20:00 hrs, which brings us in the strange situation that we eighter have to find warm food before 15:00 (smelling like mules) or wait til after 20:00 and than don't get enough sleep as the refugios generally close down at 22:00, where everybody has to be in bed. The refugios are varying very much in size and quality and in Los Arcos we arrived so late, that we got 2 of the last 3 places, which meant that we had to sleep on the corridor between the 2 big sleepinghalls; which wasn't too bad at all: we had lot of air to breathe, peace because each sleepinghall had their own toilet and washroom and nobody had to crawl around our bed (except the "caveman" next to our 2-story bed, sleeping on a madras on the floor: he had to use his new lamp in front of his forehead...) In Pamplona we followed a good advice to buy ear-plugs, which lets us sleep as children on a lonly island in the middle of the stormy sea (of noises of plasticbags, zippers going up and down, snorring, the never ending pilgrimage to the toilet and a furt once in a while...
It is still a riddle for us, that the aking body can regenerate from evening to the next morning, where we look at each other and are pretty sure that we can make it to the end of the world (Cape Finisterra)
Today we reached Azofra after a total of 198,5 km
On the camino we meet people from all over the world (see the list in the danish version, I can't find the copy and paste function on this spanish machine)
But we like to mention at least Birthe from Odense in Denmark, which we met as only Dane up to now: she was sitting next to my bed and taking care of her bloody feets. I asked her in german and english, if we could be of ant assistance? She pointed to her ears and mounted her 2 hearing-aids, whereafter she said in german that she came from Denmark and had to go "On-Line" first in order to communicate. After I revealed that we came from Denmark too, we had a hearty laugh despite all of her pain. We heard later, that she took the bus to Burgos in order to treat her feets and rest some days. Actually, news are travelling along the Camino... You meet people again and again, together with news from...
Also a young italian couple (around 30) made a great impression on everyone, because the travelled together with their 18 month old boy Andrea with an 3-wheeled-cart. We met them again and again over a couple of days, sometimes stayed together at the same refugio. In most cases they where walking faster than us, even both parents had rucksacks too. What a challenge!!! They intend to make it all the way to Santiago...

DANSK:
Hej igen...........
Desvärre er det ikke lykkedes os at fremskaffe en internet forbindelse der duer til billeder (men de kommer forhaabentlig fra Burgos om nogle dager), i forgaars naaede vi saa Logroño en stor "rigtig"by med megen liv. Vi travede med vores ömme födder igennem hele byen for at finde den rette Internet café, fandt den, men desvärre lykkedes det ikke (se teknisk forklaring paa engelsk).
De fleste byer har skodderne trukket ned og der er som regel ikke et öje at se. Forretningerne er lukkede ved middagstid til en gang sen eftermiddag og restaurations mad kan man heller ikke faa mellem kl. 1500 og 2000, enten skal man spise meget tideligt eller sent, det näste problem er saa at refugierne lukker og slukker kl 2200 hvor alle skal väre i seng. Vi har nu indordnet systemet og spiser det förste vi gör efter maalet og sovpladsen er fundet. (maaske lugter vi lidt, men det er prisen).
Refugierne varierer meget i störrelsen hvad sengesaler angaar, vi har saa gar sovet paa gangen (to etage seng) hvilket ikke var helt tosset eftersom alle er i seng og ikke det evindelige rasslen med plastik poser, lynlaase, snorken, hosten og en enkel prut i ny og nä. Peter og jeg köbte örepropper i Pamplona, saa sidan da har vi sovet som sten paa en öde Ö i et brusende hav.
Det er os fortsat en gaade at vi om aften knap gider beväge os ("alt" gör ont) hvor kroppen morgenen efter har regenereret sig helt og aldeles og traver glade derud ad mod Verdens ende (Cape Finesterre).
Idag har vi saa naaet Azofra (ialt 198.5 km) hvor vi er paa et refugie som kun har dobbelt rum, dejligt med lidt privatsfäre (ingen billeder herfra).
Paa vejen möder man jo mange härlige mennesker; Australien, Belgien, Östrig, Brasilien, Tyskland, Holland (for mange...), USA, NZ, England, Norge, Frankrig, CH, Danmark (en enkel) og Italien (sikkert glemt et eller andet land).
De er allesammen interessante at snakke med og har saa fölgelig ogsaa sine särheder (ligesom vi) men, Dansken skal i höre om, stakkels Birthe:
Vi mötte Birthe paa refugiet i Obaños hvor hon pusslede med sine blodige födder. Peter spurgte paa engelsk og tysk om det var noget vi kunne hjälpe med. Birthe pegede paa sine öre at hon först skulle sätte sine to höre apparater paa plads hvorefter hon svarede paa tysk, at hon kom fra Danmark...... Birthe´s blodige väbler skulle behandles og hon var nöd til at tage bussen til Burgos.
Italienerne skal I ogsaa höre om:
Et ungt par paa 30-35 aars alderen sammen med deres sön paa 18 maaneder i en trehjuled klapvogn som har skivebremser foran vandrer derudaf og agter at gaa hele vejen til Santiago, vi har mödt og sovet i samme sal som dem hvor vi har undret os over deres power, barnet sover hele natten og sidder i vognen om dagen (over stock og sten) udover det har begge foräldre rygsäkke paa. Det er en bedrift!
Det er saa stor forskellighed paa dem vi möder: gamle, unge, par, enlige hvor manden eller konen ikke har den interesse, nogle der har gaaet vejen 11 gange og smaa grupper......det skal bare opleves
Hilsen fra os to pilgrimme fra Danmark...

DEUTSCH:
Hallo ihr lieben deutsch sprechenden "Fans"
vielen Dank für eure e-mails mit den Aufmunterungen. Mal sehen wie weit ich heute mit der Übersetzung komme (nur noch 10 minuten nach und keine Münzen mehr)
Wir sind jetzt in Azofra angekommen (macht total 198,5 km) und unsere Körper haben sich an die Strapazen gewöhnt. Es ist ganz erstaunlich, wie "matschig" man am Abend ist, und wie der Körper sich am nächsten Morgen wieder erholt hat. Wenn wir erst wieder in Gang gekommen sind, sehen wir uns gerne an, und sind davon überzeugt dass wir zusammen bis ans Ende der Welt gehen können.
Es ist ganz phantastisch, wie viele verschiedene Menschen aus allen Teilen der Welt, man trifft (Liste siehe oben)
Jung und Alt, dick und dünn, Paare und Alleinereisende deren 2. Hälfte nicht die gleichen Interessen hat. Schluss... Es dauert einfach länger mit den deutschen Umlaut auf der spanischen Tastatur... Aber ihr könnt ja english!!!!

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