The village of Mazarife is so small the guidebook doesn’t mention the population. It’s Saturday afternoon and the bar is busy, despite itbeing siesta time. The men of the town, all older rather than younger, are playing dominoes. The competition is intense – few looked up when we walked in.
It’s a rural community,
in addition to the bar, there’s a C16th church
three albergues, a shop, and a slightly bigger shop that says it’s a supermarket.
What they don’t have is decent reception – it’ll be interesting uploading this!
As for our walk, it took an hour or so to walk through Leon.
Once on the outskirts we took the alternative route, away from the motorway and into the country-side. There were some beautiful moments.
Most of the way I mused over my shoes, and Dorothy, and Judy Garland. And my conclusion? When in need, always, always buy red shoes. Why? At the end of day one with my new shoes: no hot spots and no new blisters.
Tomorrow we’re heading to Santibanez de Valdeiglesia – another 20ks or so.