Estella
It was a short day today as promised. I arrived at the albergue around 1pm and the guys had a bed already booked for me. Our Finnish nurse developed knee problems and we lost track of her at Pamplona.
The albergues vary: most are mixed sleeping rooms. The one today has 3 beds and we have our own shower, which is a rare treat. Some places have meals, the usual thing being a shared meal. Or they offer a kitchen where you can prepare a meal with your own food. Most place's have sheels and blankets, the private albergues anyway. They are a couple of Euro more, but worth it.
The later in the day you arrive: you run the risk of the choice beds being gone, such as the lower bunks. I have only had one upper so far and it served to remind me that I am no longer 13.
My sandals gave up the ghost today, so I need a new pair. I really should have brought my walking sandals but that is hindsight. And walking around town barefoot is not a option. Forge on, I must.
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