Fromista, Spain
I was right about Obelix. Snored like a hog. What I wasn't prepared for was the tunes coming out of the other ends of our fellow pilgrims. As I have a mental age of 5, I guess it should be expected that I was the only one giggling myself to sleep to what I can only describe as an anal rendition of the frog chorus.
We were up this morning at 5.30. I know...... 5.30am. After leaving Castrojeriz we had a 12% climb for over a kilometre. Any reserves I had buil...