Gemilas en Burgos - part 2
I’m After my nap, as with all pilgrims, it seems, I decided to talk a walk. I laughed about this a lot with many fellow pilgrims, that we walked all day, arrived hot, sweaty and exhausted to a place of refuge and once we had the trail dust washed off of us, what did we do? More walking! But, what else does one do if one wants to see a bit of the city? I tried to find an internet cafe, but the place was packed and the woman running it was a complete grouch. I decided not to waste my time. Instead, I wandered a little bit around the hostal, looking at the architechture, and trying to place myself in relation to the cathedral. Little by little, I worked my way back toward the cathedral, taking some lesser traveled streets, enjoying the cooler air, getting my bearings. At no time during this trip did I ever feel lost or out of place. I'm sure the walking stick, well worn clothes, dusty shoes and big hat gave me away, but the entire time ...