Not the sound of the alarm clock , matt jumped up to look outside , pouring with rain, quick decision looking across to all the other pilot staying , with there necks stretched to the heavens , yep unanimous decision by all , back under the duvet. Resurfacing round 11am the dreaded thought I was running out of clean clothes again, this time armed with back up Matt was given the induction session to the “good old days” although one to see positives you do get a great suntan while slaving away. Felling the need for more discovering the sun was shining upon us so we made our way to Avila a much larger Spanish town 72kms form camp. Arriving at 5pm to a city that was fortified by a spectacular wall. We had a
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