I walked over Paso Honroso Bridge today. Originally built in the 13th century, with an interesting history. (See:
Otherwise, today was a lot of walking next to a highway. I passed much of the time in a broken English conversation with a young French woman who was walking to Santiago from the spot where her father died in France when she was 8 years old. A very deep healing journey for her.
A nice Alburgue tonight and on to Albergue San Javier in Astorga tomorrow.
Also, chickens begging at my lunch table:
