It is 10:20pm and we are not happy.
After walking 25km from Canfranc Estacion to Jaca (a nice walk but not as pretty as the previous day) we arrived in Jaca and found accommodation at the Municipal Albergue.
As it was going to be a pretty boring blog I was going to spend some time describing the toilet in last nights hotel. Unfortunately this will be delayed until tomorrow as I am tired and need to go to bed.
Having arrived at the Albergue, showered, completed our washing it was time to go to the Correos for Kate to send a few postcards and post a few excess items home. This is not unusual for first time pilgrims.
This was followed by a couple of G&T’s, dinner and return to the Albergue at 9:45pm to find ourselves locked out ( the Albergue supposedly closes its doors at 10:00pm). Not funny at all. I even climbed a fence into the courtyard only to find all of the internal windows and doors locked. After 20 minutes of knocking and attempted destruction of the front door we finally managed to wake one of the sleeping inmates and secure access.
Oh dear, that happened to me at a bread-and-breakfast in the Isle of Skye, Scotland. I went to the coastline in the early summer evening and spent hours feeling poetic and watching the gulls feeding and the clouds rolling in and being eaten by midges—it was light a long time—and when I got back after 10 pm the door was locked and I had to wake my boyfriend in our room. But in your case you were punctual. Looks rocky, but you are sort of going downhill, aren't you? A whole day's walk is tough though, very tough. Great photos.
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