Camino de Santiago: Zabaldica

Click, thunk, click, thunk.  It is only the click, thunk of hiking poles that I can hear.  It is this rhythm that must propel me the last three kilometers.  However, as I round the corner and my eyes dart up the hill that promises not only a convent but also a bed, shower, and meal I see a group of six retreating down the hill.  I am crushed – another one full or closed?   “Its beautiful up there!” a pot bellied Irish man at the head of the pack yells down to me.  “That church – 12th century! – what a sight,” the woman behind him concurs.

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