At Grañón the walking ended for the time being. We caught the bus to Burgos and found to my delight that the bus followed the Camino route for a while. It wasn’t without a slight twinge of guilt and quite a bit of envy that I watched other pilgrims walking from my comfy coach seat.
We managed to find beds in the Municipal Albergue and settled in. We both had separate errands to run, Francois went exploring Burgos and I had to find a dentist to sort out a broken filling.
During the afternoon I heard people speaking Afrikaans and naturally went to investigate. What a delight to meet two South African pilgrims who happened to come from my part of the world and even knew some of my relatives! We got together and enjoyed dinner that evening. A new restaurant had recently opened and the owner begged us to come in and try it out. We were the only customers there, and they served the most delicious food.
And so off to bed, conscious that a very long bus journey to Barcelona awaited us the next day.
Above – bus stop near Grañón
View from bus window
Burgos Municipal Albergue
South African pilgrims
The sun setting on Burgos Cathedral