East Sussex, UK
We were woken by an alleluia chorus sung by the Albergue volunteers. Very amusing and,dare I say it, uplifting! the revolting machine sweet coffee was our only nourishment before those boots were back on and we hit the road. There was a familiar pattern beginning to emerge to our early morning departures. Fiona and Jackie chomping at the bit and resembling the horses coming out of their stalls at the National! This morning Anne fell at the first hurdle stopping...