We took a day to play tourist in Burgos, home of el Cid, the Napoleonic French occupation, a world-class cathedral, and some excellent tapas & wine. You’ll note the clouds which followed us across Spain have lifted, and the temperature hit 60 degrees, but if you look closely, you will see locals and tourists alike with coats on, as we still have some overcast and wind.
We managed to rest, sleep in, eat well, and warm up. I am fighting off a minor cold brought on by all that bad weather; Judy seems to be healing well, though she did take a header on the cobblestone streets here.
We have all our laundry clean, we have repacked our backpacks, and we’ll resume the walk tomorrow. We are entering the Meseta, rolling plains known for hot sun and little shade or water. I can’t say I won’t complain, but after what we already faced, it sounds pretty good. Enjoy the photos!
