Najera, Spain
Not a bad night and Jenny feeling better in the morning. We decided to breakfast in the Albergue which was provided in the small kitchen around a large breakfast table with our hostess doing her ironing as we ate! As she ironed her fitted sheets, we munched through rusk like biscuits, margarine, jam and cake. About half way through she threw a carton of fruit juice at us. Not at all in the same league as a Bills breakfast! - Boris and co were obviously right abou...