For ten days I have successfully dodged the weather. Last night, as the clouds rolled in and the wind picked up, I knew it was time to pay the piper. 

As I started to feel a little anxious about today’s long walk in the wind and the rain I suddenly remembered my superpower- I am a Seattleite! (And I remembered to pack my waterproof skin.)  I can do this!

Between rain squalls I managed to see more of this beautiful country. I have now decided that if Nelson is a Catalunyan, I am a Riojan. Wonderful wineries, friendly locals and no more angry graffiti. 

 

 

  

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 In the afternoon the winds picked up and the rains poured down just in time for a long uphill climb. So I tucked my poles under my arms, leaned into the wind and decided it was time to break out the headphones and play some inspirational music. 

But what to play? Ah, this is perfect – 

🎶 … Roland the headless Tompson gunner / Norways bravest son / They can still see his headless body / stalking through the night / in the muzzle flash / of Roland’s Thompson gun / in the muzzle flash of Roland’s Thompson gun…🎶

I somehow hit repeat and listened to this at least fifty times. Sorry but I needed to share.

And I have lots of extra time because I checked into this albergue early. The señora is fixing a group meal for us tonight which makes me super happy. 10€ for room, 9€ for dinner and wine