I had this idea in my head that once i reached the half way mark, it would be an easy stroll (albiet a 370km one) to Santiago. Last night was a reminder that a journey ahead is still long and hard. I blaim it on the tortilla I had in the afternoon, my companions blamed in on the cheap tasting wine - what ever it was i didn´t sleep much last night and spent a long time hunched over a cistern.
Though I struggled on and managed to make it to sahagun today (almost 20km according to my guide book, but even in my fevered state, i´m sure it wasn´t quite that long) before siesta even and managed to get things from the pharmacy. My friends went on, but I think with a good nights sleep tonight I should be able to catch them tomorrow or the day after. It will be nice to have a little time by myself again before i manage to rejoin them.
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Oh dear, history repeats...
I have some fairly vivid and unpleasant memories of staggering into Sahagun.
Did you eat or drink anything in Carrion de los Condes?
With no kitchen it was mostly a meal of bread and tuna. But i did have a coffee and an ochos there before leaving in the morning.
I was staying in the Espiritu santo.
Coffee with tap water?
The theory going around two years ago was that the water tables had a lot of fertiliser in them which was supposed to explain everyone getting sick.
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