Day 13: Pavements and Burgos (Atapuerca to Burgos) This morning was so bitingly cold that I felt I was back walking Lola a frosty Risca morning. Walking over an extremely rocky and steep path in the mist was far from ideal, not to mention contending with low hanging olive branches that smuggled thick cobwebs into your face and hair. After an hour and a half walking with very little to see except goats and rocks we came across the best cage I have visited on t...

Day 12: Bloody Sore (Tosantos to Atapuerca) Hell fire, today was hard! I had an awful night's sleep and was in a right hole when we set off on a particularly dewy morning to Atapuerca. With my breath rising in clouds in front of my head torch we arrived at a stuffy little cafe and paid €1 for the worst coffee I've had in Spain. Feeling victimised, we soldiered on with a blood red sky creeping up behind us. The walk today has been the third worst since wal...

Day 11: Sun and Shandies (Santo Domingo to Tosantos) Clara Tarryn and I, broke from the pack this morning pretty much to escape Claudio's voyeuristic nature and incomprehensible questioning which was really rubbing the girls up the wrong way. The walk was a strange one today as it mostly ran parallel to the main road and although lorry drivers regularly gave us encouraging honks and waves it did little to dissolve the bleak surrounds. There were plenty o...

Day 10: Thunderstorms and Cathedrals (Najera to Santo Domingo) The most impressive forks of lighting I have ever seen crackled across the Rioja regions skies this morning as we plodded stoically on in our journey towards Santiago. The lightening made the sky a glorious purple as droplets the size of maltesers began to bounce off of our thin ponchos! Seeking refuge in Aforza's only cafe, along with several other perigrinos, we ordered a hearty volume of cappuc...

Day 9: Zimbabwe and Tortillas This morning we were joined by Tarryn, a spritely twenty six year old from Zimbabwe; don't say she's from South Africa or she gets quite violent. As she is an attractive girl, I naturally don't want to look like a fool in front of her at any point, but we are all forgetting that I'm Matthew Bills and that bad things happen to good people. Firstly, let me tell you that no one will ever know the amount of skill, daring and timing i...