Day 14 - Itero de la Vega to Carriōn de Los Condes

I finished off the Meseta by about 08:30 today. Below is a photo of the Canal Pisuerga which is at the edge of the Meseta and has opened up the area to intensive farming for grain and vegetables. Suddenly everything is green again. When I read my guide book back to me after walking I remember things that happened during the day. Although I am constantly looking around my mind is so relaxed that it is hard to remember what I saw; yet alone where I stayed last night (which is usually what people ask you.)
Today was a long, straight, boring walk alongside a main road. This type of track is called the "senda", a soulless, manmade gravel track which usually runs dead straight for miles and miles. Nature is slowly taking it back but it is not as good as previous days walking.

I am writing this blog on the bog while my bath is running. Yes, my first bath for weeks! Before I left, I made notes from forums on the web for special places to stay or visit. One of them is the Hostel Santiago in Carriõn de los Condes. It is a couple of steps above where I normally stay and I have a private room with my own ensuite and a bath. This is what pilgrims dream of, although it is costing me the small fortune of 22 euros including washing all my clothes and breakfast (providing breakfast, not washing it!) they even provide towels and a couple of little bars of white chocolate, (ugh, soap).
So, now lying back in the bath with a long glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, some salted almonds and cashews and the juiciest peach you ever saw. Fan-bloody-tastic! I deserve this.
After checking the guide I realise that I have walked over 365 kms (about 230 miles) so far. By the end of tomorrow that will be halfway to Santiago.
One on the photos below shocked me as I walked into Carriōn as it says 463 km to Santiago; but that is by road. I am walking in almost a straight line and it removes 50 km.
Also a couple of photos to show the Meseta has ended, the canal, the senda, a couple of other pilgrims (one moving slowly on six legs and one not at all!)
Also my evening fuel.
Love to all, Ian