C#30 – 8th Oct, from Astorga to El Ganso, 13.7 kms

Ok. Not much to report today. Left at 8am, got sicker and slower.

We didn’t make our destination but stopped short at a beautiful albergue run by a young man called Aron in a tiny, ancient town called El Ganso. Forever etched in my memory as El Gastro. I was very unwell. I slept all afternoon and then all night. His mother cooked dinner for us. I couldn’t eat any of it. Our room mates were very understanding and shared their medicines with me. I felt safe and nurtured.

The Camino provides.