21st of April continued.... The next 19kms didn't turn out to be so bad and when i got to Mansilla de las mulas, My german friend was there as well as the french and funny drunk old germans from the night before. I was really happy to see them. It's friday night so the parcel i was going to send will have to stay in my pack a little bit longer. I bought some red nail polish to cover up my two bruised little toes and to my revolting feet look a little bit prettier. Adrienne would DIE if she saw them!!! But with the nail polish, from normal persons eye-view, my feet don't look SO skanky. You need these little luxuries, especially when you stink and only have one set of clothes. Something that has been bothering me on these walks are the wads of toilet paper on the side of the road or near. It's a bit revolting when there's lots of it because it means they've obviously not only done #1. In my opinion, #2 is meant for the toilet, or worst case scenario, a nice hole somewhere private. Get a clue people!! The night in the Albergue was a bit strange. The stairs were on a severe angle. It was like the whole place was starting to cave in but it sort of gave it some character. My sleep was broken all night by the bass from the nightclub near the albergue, the man under me turning over all the time, the guy on the next bunk with a torch on his head reading, another one snoring like a wildebeast and a japanese guy called eije doing yoga on another top bunk for what seemed like the entire night. I ate biscuits for breakfast.