It was clear and chilly as I left León this morning so I wore all my layers. This was not an easy thing to do as somehow my hiking pants seem to have shrunk this winter (!) and left little room for my tights underneath. So I opted for warmth and just left the top buttons open. 

I bid a fond adiós to lovely León and it’s spooky Parador San Marcos. 

It’s so good to be on the Camino again. I jumped back into the westward migration towards Santiago as if I’d never left. Not that there’s much to it — just follow the signs & arrows and just keep walking.

The medieval bridge leading into the town of Hospital de Órbigo is famous for the jousting tournaments held here in the Middle Ages and speculation has it that the accompanying chivalrous acts may have been an inspiration for Don Quixote. So in honor of Cervantes, I have been singing all the songs from The Man of La Mancha. It’s probably good that I am walking alone.