Viana to Navarrete
Take 5 minutes everyday.
1 minute of silence
1 minute to give thanks
1 minute asking for forgiveness
1 minute praying for others
1 minute praying for yourself
The worst Albergue we have stayed in. The women who runs it was not very friendly and the Pilgrim's meal was terrible. Up until now most of the Pilgrim's meals have been really good. This one was pasta with tasteless tomato sauce, 2 thin slices of pork, some bread and a yogurt for dessert. It was so bad I was tempted to drink the red wine. Interestingly enough the 6 French people at our table scarfed it down. The beds were okay though.





The Way. A lovely walk but these little stones have your feet and hips constantly adjusting.

Wandering through the streets of Viana as we walked to Logrono. A really pretty old town not changed much since medieval Pilgrims came through. Back in the day Viana was a major pilgrim halt with 4 hospitales de Peregrino. They were built to house and take care of pilgrims. They were the precursor of today's hostels and hence the person who runs the hostel is called a hospitalero.
Because of its position on the border, it has always been a hot spot thus its defensive walls.





Leaving Viana through the remaining wall and gate.


This amuses me. The Spanish have this ingenious way of drying clothes. You have to reach out the window and the lines are on pulleys. Sometimes they are just racks hooked on to the window. They hold an amazing amount of laundry.
I love how their walls are made of whatever was to hand then plastered over.
Hiking on to Logrono.

We are in wine country.


Usually yellow arrows are The Way markers but someone clever used stones.