The trek today was less rigorous than the day before, but still difficult. We passed today through a most interesting town, Puente la Reina, were we refilled our packs with fruit and vegetables. These towns are typical of the ones we visit and there is so much history. One monument in particular is the bridge dating back to the 11th century. Prior to the bridge, the only means to cross the river was to pay an exorbitant fee. And apparently the queen commissioned the construction of the bridge that put this greedy person out of a job. There must be some moral to this story. The bridge is still being used today and is essential for the locals and the many walkers on El Camino. We arrived in Chirauqui, too exhausted to go any further. The town is built on a hill-top and with the Albergue Maraltox next to the church, whose bells go off 24-7. In the evening we went to church to pray and reflect back in our lives – our lost parents and sisters. It was such a beautiful church to have the spiritual experience. Back at the albergue we met up with Manfred. He and his wife are from Germany, this being the fourth trek and the first for his wife. In our conversation we talked about the weight of our backpacks, and how much we really need. His first trip he carried 12 kilos and this trip 8 kilos. We related this too our lives, and how we have so many useless things, and the question one must ask is how much we really need in life? See Pictures>>
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