After a fulfilling breakfast I bid adieu to the Monestary San Zoilo. By the time I walked to the entrance of the Monastery, it began to rain.
I took an extra day yesterday using the weather as an excuse but the Camino decided to teach me the lesson of my inability to control everything in my life. So I pulled my Altus poncho out of my pack, struggled to get it on over my backpack, and began my trek.
Walking in the rain was quite pleasant, I really enjoyed it.
After a while the rain stopped but the wind began. I walked along the Spanish plains for what seemed the longest distance until I reached a small village with a bar so I could have a meal.
My original plan was to call for a taxi at this point to take me to Sahagun but I still felt good so I decided to keep on walking to the next village.
The next village appeared after quite some time, I was exhausted when I entered the bar to get some orange juice and have the barkeeper call a taxi for me.
The Camino was still teaching me that same lesson, nobody was answering the phone for the taxi service. I decided to walk on to the next village.
Finally in the next village, only 9 kms, about 5.5 miles from from Sahagun, the hospitalerio in one of the albergues was successful in getting me a cab.
Today’s walk was a total of 17.51 miles/28 kms in a total of 8 hours 24 minutes including stops.