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Monday 18 October 2010

The end of the French water bottle

Spain day 12 . Carrion - Terradillos de Templarios 27km

Started today as yesterday, late and slow. More of the meseta and today following a roman road so was a bit doubly lacking in interest. Straight straight track through fields and fields. Lack of accomodation and lack of beds meant i was very lucky today to get one of the last spots in a private albergue. A few late peregrinos were turned away and i did not envy their options. Met lovely spanish lady who was having some issues with her feet which were quite swollen and mishapen form her ill fitting boots but she was in good spirits as once again the french quartet arrived and sang. Lost my water bottle in the flurry for bed space and spent a good hour searching the entire albergue, includung the bins, for it. It was unnecessary to be so attached to an easily replaceable plastic bottle but it had been with me since france and i felt a little sad that it would go no further. You needed very little on the camino but what you had was everything and so it became a part of you. The pack, hat, stick and water bottle were companions on the way and other pilgrims shared jokingly with me how devastated they would be if they lost their walking stick for example, and i was surprised and pleased that they even empathised with my loss of a plastic bottle! (i think you had to be there to appreciate it)

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