Ventosa: An amazing albergue...the nicest building in the whole town. A plaque in the town square described Ventosa as a town that reached its height in 1367. he he he!We think that they were right.
Hontanas: Small town in a valley on the meseta. you walk all day until you step down into a hole...Hontanas. No store, but a meat van comes daily. Honks as it enters town, and the people come a runnin´for blood sausage and chorizo. (yes, blood sausage is made of pig´s blood and rice...yuk!) When the church bells ring, a donkey near the refuge brays with the ring of the bell. We´re not sure if it was a bray of annoyance or if he was competing.
Leon: Walked into town and into a festival with cattle carts, bagpipes, and lots of chorizo. The poor cows had large rounds of bread hung on their horns...hmmmm. Took some contraband pictures of the cathedral...very pretty! Ate at 2 kebab restaurants in the same night (for variety...and because we were starving!). Stayed in a hotel...it was amazing. We did not have to see anyone in their underwear at 6:30 in the morning like all other mornings while staying in refuges. A BIG plus!
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I like your kitty-cat friend, Ivy. Is his name Gus, Jr.?
a meat van? Doesn't that sound appetizing.
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