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Torres del Rio

After the best night's sleep so far - possibly influenced by yesterday's Patxeran, and certainly by much conversation and a good meal - I was on the road again by 8, leaving Florian behind as he wanted to walk more slowly. There was nowhere in the village to provide coffee at that time (the Albergue did something instant but I didn't want instant), and a 12km walk before Los Arcos... but Google Maps showed a food truck half way.
...which turned out not to be there.  Ah well, on to Los Arcos for breakfast at about 10:30.   Coffee, orange juice and a tortilla de patatas, just what was needed by this point.   And here Jan from the Netherlands, and George from California, separately caught me up, and we went on together the next 10km to Torres del Rio, arriving just before the Albergue opened at 1. On the way we talked about religion, politics, health issues, geography, and many other things.  After checking in we continued discussion over a drink, then Jan and I went for a swim.
A stroll up the road to look at the octagonal Church of the Holy Sepulchre - and there, part way up, was a very tired Florian, who has just arrived but is staying at another Albergue - we'll talk again later! - and then back to write this.


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