At the end of the bridge I met the Frenchman from yesterday’s “Torremejiia”. But he was more in a hurry than me. So while I stopped to eat he continued. Passing to the west of the city center the fantastic roman aqueduct appeared. Continued onwards to the hills north of the city.
The landscape now became more barren and covered by forest. But a forest not like Swedish forests. I did pass a village where one was building a new albergue.
A while after that I arrived to “Aljucén”. Had to ask for direction to the albergue up the hill. As usual shower, wash and then registration. The hospitalero had arrived.
Had dinner at the bar down the hill. Talked to two old dentists (actually I think they held a higher position) from Cambridge but of Scottish origin. They were filled with curiosity and intelligence
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