Hays Travelogue

Last night we stayed in Foncebadon, a mostly abandoned village near the top of a mountain. The village has a couple of albergues and restaurants that serve the pilgrims. It would remind you of Madrid, NM in the 60´s or 70´s, a hippy sort of place. This morning we had a great hike over the [...]

We are in Astorga, a pretty little town with a chocolate museum and a Gaudi building. It is also the home to the Maragatos people… ´a mysterious race of muleteers´ the guide book says. They might have been Berber slaves of the Romans. Nobody knows for sure. The weather has gotten very very very hot, [...]

This is a terrible keyboard, so this will be short. The blisters and swelling are all gone, so we have made good time today. The walk today was dreadful… a parallel track to a highway full of trucks. I think we leave the highway tomorrow and head for the mountains.

We have decided to move ahead to Leon. (Sorry, Clint, you´ll have to change the map again.) It was unreal to cover in 3 hours the distance that would have taken us 8 days. The landscape was pretty much like Kansas and the towns were far apart. Mike´s blisters are better, but his ankle is [...]

One of the people we see every day, Kelly from Australia, says, ¨I can´t believe how much time I spend talking to strangers about feet.¨ Everybody gets blisters and trades remedies. At the albergues, people sit around with their feet in pans of water that is tinted red not from blood but from some kind [...]