a good morning, day 4
On the Camino I often have totally bewildeing dreams which seem to reach a satisfactory conclusion: like a snake eating it's tail. Just now was the same as I awoke to begin another walk. Outside the albergue the wind howls and the temperature anywhere but in the dormitory has fallen to 'very cold'. The toilet is at the back of the albergue, which is attached to the church, so there is a mediaeval chill to the structure. For the first time in my knowledge I've been woken by a Korean snoring, but it was the snoring of a duck, if such a creature snores in an albergue!?! It's really time for me to get up, and that would be an excellent prospect as the bed I am in is simply too short for me: either I am sleeping crunched up or perennially hitting my head on the headboard or my feet on the footboard. Last night I was exhausted so I ate pasta across the road and retired, but I would've liked to join in on the long table discussion, the supper table, I've not been s...