Azofra

8 oktober 2015 - Azofra, Spanje

At twenty to eight we were woken up by the hostel warden. I had heard the other six men leave who shared our room with the bunk beds but I must have dozed off again. Now we had only twenty minutes to get ready and go. And we made it. A new record for Doug! On our way again. It promised to be another nice day although it was still cool. At the edge of the village, Joanne was making a picture of an old monastery. Doug had to adjust something to his clothing and Joanne and I walked the first hour together. She is a mother of four as well and in real life she is an editor. Doug joined us just before we reached a fork in the road and Joanne decided to go left. We walked on to Ventoza and had just installed ourselves on the patio when Joanne showed up. Doug was talking to some Spanish cyclists who were changing a tyre. After our coffee we continued. On top of the hill was a sign to commemorate the fight of the knight Roland who had slain the Syrian giant Ferragut. Roland earned the title to be the most courageous knight in all of Christendom. We rested our feet and drank some water. The next town, Najera, was six km further and we arrived there around lunch time. We found a nice park alongside a river and ate our bread with tomato and cheese. We decided to go to the next town, another six km. we crossed the bridge and there we saw Joanne again who was waiting for Wendy. They were going to stay the night here. Plenty of vineyards and walnut trees on the way. Doug was ahead of me when I reached the first houses of Azofra. Guess who I met: Kieran and Heather!! They both looked great and were on their way back to Najera without back packs. Nice to see them again. They were heading to Bilbao and then on to Dublin. Doug was waiting for me on the square and together we checked in at the hostel. This one had little double rooms. Nice for a change to have our own room even a tiny one like this. It also had a square pond in the middle of the courtyard. After showering and washing some clothes we went around the village and found an original pilgrims hostel since 1168. Still in operation but not open this time. The tiny store had everything we needed for our dinner. We had spaghetti with pieces of chicken in the sauce and a bottl

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