Day 7 – Let it go, let it gooo

day 7. 30km. 7hrs. Los Arcos to Logroño.

I woke up at 4am! What is this?! A couple of us were also wide awake so we went down to the lounge area and sat at the table in the dark. Wasnt until 645am that we left. Today there were bacon and egg croissants!! And my gosh did that help. I powered through the first 17km in 2 hours 45 min.

We were walking alongside vineyards as the sun came up, it was so big and red. Turn the other way and Right ahead of us was the full moon. We all stopped and looked in awe for a few minutes. I walked with Loreano for a while in the morn. Hes such a lovely sweet guy! Today was pretty undulating but not too many big hills. We past through this really old town set in amongst the brown hills. It was from there i left the pack and motored on. Perhaps its also because its the first day where i felt like listening to music. So put kings of leon on from 10 years ago and just kept walking. Alongside vineyards, the men harvesting the grapes, and also alongside olive groves. At the three hour mark i stopped for a rest on a hill overlooking a beautiful valley and took my shoes off. Oh my gosh. Amazing. Jess caught up to me so we walked and talked and walked and talked and walked and then walked. And then brainwave why not sing frozen at the top of our lungs as we walked. Emanuele and sergio (he is such a pain in the a$$) caught us so we walked with them then stopped at a town for a coffee and croisant. Sergio not happy with our frozen croissants went and bought us chocolate muffins. Yum! (Thank you sergio! 😉 ) We had 10km to go at this point and it was about 1pm. I could have just stopped there for the night. I was wrecked but nope we plodded on with Augusto the dog in the hot sun for another 2 hours. We could see the city and we were walking beside the freeway. Jess and i dragging our feet! this changed when we past a house blasting justin beibers ‘despacito’! Our feet dragging turned into a 3 minute impulsive dance session with people coming out into the street to see the carry on! After we said muchas gracias & continued on.

We got to the outskirts of the town and just collapsed on the first bit of grass we saw. It wasnt until a hearse pulled up and out came a coffin that we realised we’d camped in the garden of a crematorium. I tell ya at that point i was so beat that it wasnt for the fact that all the family soon turned up we decided we prob should move on. Walking over the bridge into town we went into the first albergue we came to and looked like everyone else we knew did the same thing. I was under the impression tomorrow will be a short 20km day but ive been informed its 30km too. Kill me now. But we’ll be right! R. X