Santander to Boo - Walk Between the Raindrops

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I was planning to go a little further today but rain interrupted play. It was pouring this morning and I thought it best to delay a while. Then showers cleared and I was on my way— through the urban landscape of Santander


I looked down occasionally and found these helpful 

Most of this area of the inner city was destroyed by fire in the 1940s and has been remodelled- it was a pleasant walk

Then come the freeways and the industrial zones - all part of the Camino for me


Finally made it to grass and earth but not for long.

On the hilly outskirts I came across this mural- reminding me of where I’d been & how far I had to go

Not long after,  clouds gathered and the village of Boo de Pielagos came into view - and it had an albergue. So I decided to stop, stay dry and take it easy for the afternoon. 

It was bleak and raining again.

I already ordered the ‘menu del dia’ for 7pm at the bar next door (same business 😉-“no card- just cash” ) 

The meal was shared with a French family and Swiss and Netherlands Camino friends.
I’m happy I made the decision to stop early and walk between the raindrops today ☔️ 




Comments

  1. Anonymous24 October 2023 at 01:07

    You'll know what to do!! N

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  2. Anonymous24 October 2023 at 04:17

    Some common sense decisions Mike. Look after your body and keep smiling.
    Really enjoying your journey. Chris

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  3. Kath25 October 2023 at 00:48

    Wise decision Mike I like the look that after a wet walk! Kath

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  4. Anonymous26 October 2023 at 03:28

    So enjoying your Blog Dear Mike. Keep smiling we are thinking of you a lot. Leonie xx

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