Gloomy weather

The rain looks like it’s here to stay. Last night, I found a heater hidden in a cupboard and used it to dry my clothes. I hurried along the narrow cobblestone road to the nearest bar to get out of the rain. I found one pilgrim there, Bren, a pom. By the  time we were half way through our first beer, the bar was half full of pilgrims who I see daily on and off. Alistair left for his fancy hotel while Jeff, Duncan, and I had our dinner at this bar/restaurant. Helen and Mark popped in as did many others. I had paela as an entree, meatballs for main,and apple cake for dessert. The usual quota of wine and beer, and back to our closet for sleep. It rained over night, and when we left the albergue this morning, I only wore my singlet in very gloomy conditions. Cold breeze, fog and misty rain. After ten minutes the misty rain turned  heavy, so I stopped and employed my trusty poncho. The dirt road had many puddles, and a little mud but was quite manageable. Following the N12 was a drag with huge trucks speeding by only metres away. Haven’t seen any more vineyards, but will see them again further down the track. Jeff and I caught up with Helen and Mark, and I walked with them, sometimes joined by others for the rest of the day. Jeff took off like a 747, and we didn’t see him again until we were six kilometres from our destination. The only reason why we caught him, he and Bren were in a bar on their second pint. I dragged him out, and we all marched towards Belorado. Two kilometres before we reached our town, the rain started again. When we arrived, Helen and Mark peeled off to their accommodation. Jeff and I weren’t having much luck with finding accommodation, as the first three were full. I’ve never had that problem before. We ran into Linda and Adrian from Yeppoon, who were also having the same problem. Linda found an apartment, two bedrooms,  two bathrooms, so we joined forces and secured that for the night. A very nice apartment, the bathroom was bigger than the room Jeff and I shared last night. This evening we shall farewell Alistair, as he will be heading home to Wales

Battling on
A new high way under construction
Country road
Lounge kitchen of our apartment

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