Perfection. If I were to describe the perfect Camino day, this would be it. About 12 miles, mostly on dry dirt track. A little frost on the backs of the sheep at first light and warm sun for the remainder of the walk. Not a cloud in the sky. The path seemed to be in the "middle of nowhere" with a few cattle and one flock of sheep meeting us mid-morning. The monestary in town cares for pilgrims who stop by and a number of disabled men who live here. A tour is offered at 6:00 pm, mass at 7:00, and a community meal at 7:30. I will need to add details later, as I am writing this before the evening events.
Jose is a Spanish man we've shared quarters with each night so far. We helped each other with language for quite a while last evening. He is doing his eighth Camino. Very friendly and very good at snoring.
The restaurant where we found good wifi has a nice collection of european elk antlers (Cafe Alejandro). We ordered our first cafe-con-leches of the trip. We enjoy them but other Americans seem to have a much greater fascination than us.
Weather: Low 32F High 62F Sunny.
Quote from RA's journal: "Lord help me be 'in the moment' and aware of You".
Tips for pilgrims: At the top of the hill, maybe two miles before Alcuescar, take the right hand fork to go toward the town (signs and arrows pointing both left and right), then at the botton of the hill as you get to the edge of town, take the left fork down a grassy alley to go to the monestary, which is on the highway.