




Finally…some storks.

Sometimes you have to look hard for our yellow guiding arrows.

Really? They couldn’t have put this at the 500 km mark? Or maybe 499.99 kms to give us poor pilgrims a bigger sense of accomplishment? 300 km have passed under our feet.

It stopped raining as soon as we put on the rain gear. Ken is not impressed.

The long walk out of Burgos.
