Well in “Cacaraboso” I had some coffee next to the albergue. Then a new village road out to a water channel. Having walked along that the track crossed and continued through forests and meadows chiefly on tracks. Many gates to open and close. Four biking pilgrims passed.
I did know that this was a difficult and sparsely populated part of the camino with few albergues. To handle that I had to leave the camino and for five kilometers had to walk along a road to the town “Oliva de Plasencia”, a place that my Spanish guidebook recommended. I arrived at the middle of the siesta and everything was closed. Nobody out but I found the albergue. Closed! At fist a neighbor suggested that I should find the owner that lived ”up on the hill”. That description was too vague so I sat waiting at the little square next to the albergue. After a while a friendly person arrived in a car. She drove me up to the owner af the albergue. It proved that the owner also had a “Hotel Rural”.
Here I ended up with John from Irland. I needed to work. He went to the mass in the church nearby. John was about my age. A man with a personality and very social. He walked the camino in shorts and sandals. He belonged to a community back in Dublin where he now as pensioner sent his time with gardening and taking care of elderly members of the community
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