Day 1.5

After a fairly uneven flight and train ride to Burgos, my Dad and I started out hiking around 4pm in the afternoon. Its dry and there isn´t much on the high meseta, mostly ruined farm buildings and the occational town off in the distance. Think Nebraska, with less cows. We made it about 9km to a small town called Rabe.

Today we set off at the crack of dawn, which appears to be 8am here. After passing through a few old towns, we finally made it to Hontanas, which from here on out will be refered to as the town with the really fantastic sandwiches. We pushed on past the sandwich bliss though to end up in Castrojerz, for a total of 28km for the day. I think the hopitero has just arrived and we need to pay for our bunks still, so more later.