The laundry...part dos; Burgos...the Meseta
Monday was a rest, sightseeing and errand day. (Wi-Fi was so bad I couldn’t post anything with pictures yesterday.)
So, after our “uh oh” experience with a 250 euro laundry bill, several fellow travelers who have heard our story have offered to do our laundry for us for 100 euros. 🤣
Our other bad laundry experience was when we paid 7.5 euro for the hotel to wash and dry our clothes. Apparently there is a cultural difference between what “dry” means here versus home. So we ventured out this morning to do our wash like the other pilgrims do. At the laundromat. 5 euros and the machine provides the soap and conditioner. 2 euros for the drier.
Met a charming young Japanese couple doing their laundry. They are traveling for two years. They have a work visa in New Zealand and will work there for a while to pick up extra money. Their home is the home of Sappora beer. In the northern part of Japan, if we understood correctly.
A sign that we are conforming to the norms of the Camino is that we shipped back another package of extras. It doesn’t lighten our backpack but it lightens the suitcases that we (Steve) lug(s) up the stairs to our rooms. In another sign of becoming more “Pilgrimy”, I bought Teva’s. Then I wore them around town without socks. Not a terrible look. But today, I wore them with socks. Oh yeah, I am Pilgrim now.....
We enjoyed Burgos. It is a big city and the cathedral is the most dominant point on the landscape. A river runs through Burgos and we entered town alongside the river. The architecture in the town is amazing. But the architecture of the cathedral is over the top. El Cid is buried there. There is a castle at the top of the city where we had a drink with our Australian and New Zealand friends.
On Tuesday, we started our trek through the Meseta. It took about five or six miles to feel like we were really out of Burgos and its suburbs. And then we were there. We were glad we trained in the Wrightsville Beach heat and in the mountains, because this felt a little bit like walking up the mountain on a hot Wrightsville Beach day. There was this magical breeze that would come up every so often and cool us off. But there were also a lot of flies.
On the way out of town, we found a beautiful bridge and spread some of Will’s spirit.
I took some pictures of people we encountered along the way today. Kaspar was especially interesting. He is 31 and is a teacher in Copenhagen. He teaches history and rhetoric. He joined us for dinner one evening and was a fascinating conversationalist.
Pictures posted below. There are so many more stories to tell but the internet is so slow....that I’ll stop now. I may post some more pictures of the Burgos cathedral another day.
So, after our “uh oh” experience with a 250 euro laundry bill, several fellow travelers who have heard our story have offered to do our laundry for us for 100 euros. 🤣
Our other bad laundry experience was when we paid 7.5 euro for the hotel to wash and dry our clothes. Apparently there is a cultural difference between what “dry” means here versus home. So we ventured out this morning to do our wash like the other pilgrims do. At the laundromat. 5 euros and the machine provides the soap and conditioner. 2 euros for the drier.
Met a charming young Japanese couple doing their laundry. They are traveling for two years. They have a work visa in New Zealand and will work there for a while to pick up extra money. Their home is the home of Sappora beer. In the northern part of Japan, if we understood correctly.
A sign that we are conforming to the norms of the Camino is that we shipped back another package of extras. It doesn’t lighten our backpack but it lightens the suitcases that we (Steve) lug(s) up the stairs to our rooms. In another sign of becoming more “Pilgrimy”, I bought Teva’s. Then I wore them around town without socks. Not a terrible look. But today, I wore them with socks. Oh yeah, I am Pilgrim now.....
We enjoyed Burgos. It is a big city and the cathedral is the most dominant point on the landscape. A river runs through Burgos and we entered town alongside the river. The architecture in the town is amazing. But the architecture of the cathedral is over the top. El Cid is buried there. There is a castle at the top of the city where we had a drink with our Australian and New Zealand friends.
On Tuesday, we started our trek through the Meseta. It took about five or six miles to feel like we were really out of Burgos and its suburbs. And then we were there. We were glad we trained in the Wrightsville Beach heat and in the mountains, because this felt a little bit like walking up the mountain on a hot Wrightsville Beach day. There was this magical breeze that would come up every so often and cool us off. But there were also a lot of flies.
On the way out of town, we found a beautiful bridge and spread some of Will’s spirit.
I took some pictures of people we encountered along the way today. Kaspar was especially interesting. He is 31 and is a teacher in Copenhagen. He teaches history and rhetoric. He joined us for dinner one evening and was a fascinating conversationalist.
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