Catalan girl I met the whole stage, in fact we reach the other two girls in Madrid prior to the first blast. So we formed a little group with a Mexican boy who later came forward and walked around together all day. I came very well find these girls, not only by the good company, but because they were not going as fast as the canary, so he could force me to make short hops and wait and Gonzalo Pascualín.
Sonsoles is the girl who lives in Santa Eugenia, is friends with Joanne, who is the other girl who lives in Madrid, although it is Basque. Esther is the Catalan girl, are three very nice and then we all very good friends.
The stage ran parallel to the road at first, and already beginning to notice that the end of El Bierzo was fairly close. The scenery was amazing, but the highway driving on a bridge so high that very important disfigured the landscape. Yet all the villages they passed were very nice, well until we got to Ruitelán where we finished the stage at lunchtime. The hostel was very nice, very traditional, but the bathrooms were completely renovated and was ideal. We were put in the attic which was very nice, with all berths placed and wooden furniture.
ate at The Blacksmith, the next town, a menu for 10 € at the restaurant El Paraiso. Mari Carmen, a Galician, joined us at dinner, which incidentally was very good and plentiful, and everyone enjoyed a very pleasant conversation with anecdotes.
Paco, the hospitable shelter of a man Ruitelán is super friendly and attentive, and his sympathy was in charge of keeping us clean and dry clothes. The penalty was that there was room for great dinner prepared for six euros, but we took some snacks in a bar, watching losing to Spain against Austria, they're blankets ...
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