The quest for sticks. The blue donated sticks were broken. I didn’t want to hang out in Astorga for shops to open, so decided to buy sticks in Villadangos, where I was to start my walk today.
So, I bussed backwards to Villadangos, passing the village of Hospital de Órbigo on the way.
Turns out, there are no sticks to buy in Villadangos.
And I didn’t want to walk 11 km without sticks, being sensitive to my knee and back. They would’ve been unhappy.
The closest place to buy sticks is Hospital de Órbigo. Remember, I’d just gone through there on the bus. So, I bussed back to Hospital de Órbigo.
For those of you keeping track, this is the village where my lodging is tonight. And hopefully, where my bag will catch up with me. Ordered breakfast to ponder the situation.
Some pictures taken through the day…
Nothing like the orange juice in Spain. They squeeze the orange right into your glass (with the orange squeezing machine).Fresh orange juice & café con leché
Today I bus backward to Villadangos and walk to Villarreal de Órbigo, 14 km. The sticks the hotel fellow gave me are broken and I didn’t notice until this morning. One is missing the metal point piece on the end. I assume I’ll find a place to buy sticks in Villadangos.
I just ran into two women I shared a dorm room with in Orisson-my first night on the trail. I love it!
Sort of a nowhere village. The bridge is the only thing listed as something to see. What are those trees? — in Hospital de Órbigo, Spain.
