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By the time we
called it a night at Puente la Reina, we were low on funds. Thankfully,
it was not such a tiny town that they didn't have an ATM. We were able to get
some cash before continuing on our way.
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On our way out of town, we ran across a familiar
face. Unfortunately, it was her last day on the camino. She was taking a taxi
back to Pamplona where she will take a train to the airport and fly on home. We
traded stories for a bit but neither of us could stay. We all had places to be
on this camino so we said our goodbyes and bid each other 'Buen Camino!'
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Today's destination was Estelle.The town of Estelle was a bit on the elusive side. It was
tucked so neatly in the countryside. You wouldn’t think to look for a town
there unless you already know for a fact that there is in fact, a town.
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We passed by the historical area of
town and looked for a place to eat before heading to our albergue which was
perched on a hill. Of course, it being a Sunday, that was trickier than
expected. The only place we found was on its last opening hour and was about to
close. Luckily, they allowed us in and have dinner first so that was a
blessing.
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The albergue that we found was big but a little bit creepy, if only because it used to be a hospital and like I said, it’s on top of a hill. It was spacious enough, but still quite a distance from the main town. It was a good thing we decided to have dinner before heading up. It had a nice, quiet location actually and they offer dinner and breakfast if you reserve early enough.
The thing that makes it creepy to me is that it used to be a hospital. In fact, you can still smell the antiseptic that they used to mop the floors and clean the rooms with. The hallways are well-lit and it was well-maintained. But it still made me think of those horror films with mental patients being tortured by some mad scientist on a stormy evening. Weird thoughts to have on the camino, but there it is.
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The walk out of town is one leg of the
camino that a lot of pilgrims look forward to. This is where the wine drinking
fountain can be found. In fact, on our way to our albergue the previous day, we already came across some giddy pilgrims who went for an early sampling. It’s not really good wine, but it’s free and you can
have as much of it as you want.
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