Agés to Burgos

This day we woke early, ready to get out of the attic and back on the road. Before leaving, Anya gave us some bread and jam for breakfast. We were out of there before any of the Spanish Pilgrims (but some of them passed us later in the day, they are quick).

We walked up one giant hill for the day and in the distance we could see Burgos, our stop for the night. As we were traveling up and up we passed a field of sheep. They were all laying down and eyeing us as we walked past. We joked that these are the remaining sheep that Abe hasn't eaten (he LOVES lamb).

(Smiling sheep!) 

We saw a cross with rocks under it. It wasn't the Iron Cross, so we didn't leave our rocks, but we did take a photo.

After the hill we entered the suburbs of Burgos. The path was not maked hardly at all and the scenery was ugly. We walked by an interstate for most of the way and had to actually cross over it (no crosswalk, scary). Abe compared it to Detroit if that gives you any kind of idea of what it looked like. 

This was one of a few waymarks we found. 

We finally made it to the center of town, exhausted and discouraged. We passed by the amazing Burgos Cathedral and eventually found our hotel (after asking an extremely rude pharmacist). 

That evening I had a hot bath and then we had dinner near the cathedral (it was not good at all). I fell asleep and slept the whole night without waking up once (which never happens). 

Buen Camino!