28.4 km (358.71km)
Friday 8th April

Today I was expecting planes, expanses of nothing; time to contemplate but it turned out to be maybe the best day yet. An early morning coffee was followed by a steep hike up to Alto de Molesteres – we are now in the Meseta. The most rewarding part of the day was surely watching a Danish group of about 30 young adults, around ten of whom were in wheel chairs and/or were seriously physically and mentally disabled. They are doing the whole of the Camino, it puts one’s blisters into perspective! I’d read today’s itinerary incorrectly and so was unprepared for a gap of 12k between morning coffee and lunch, after a huge lunch it was a quick 8k to the Albergue at Boadilla, where it appeared that everyone that I’d met in the last two weeks (and was on the same timescale as me) had stopped. Brogan had arranged to get a plane from London to Madrid, then a train to Fromista and then was going to pick up a taxi, as you do. I started thinking that maybe a village of 850 inhabitants might have a train station but wouldn’t necessarily have a taxi rank. I mentioned this to Eduardo, the Albergue owner, who laughed at my idea of a taxi rank outside the station and promptly set off to find Brogan. There was no room in his car for me and Brogan so I let him go for her alone. She was of course a little confused to alight from the train in the middle of nowhere to hear someone shouting Brogan. It is lovely to have her here, we had a lively evening in the Albergue and are now preparing for the next few days in the ‘soulless’ Meseta, thank goodness I’ll have some company.