Day 11

Slept like a baby! It was so refreshing.  I did have a few new aches and pains but felt confident I could manage the short ascent into Burgos today. We had a carb-tastic breakfast consisting of bread, brioche, croissant and pain au chocolat (despite all the walking I will be coming back home the same weight). The first part of the morning was cold fog and the hat, jumpers and gloves all went back on. As we were walking we started to hear jangling, then saw a large plodding figure with no backpack and then a few sheep and then a few more untill eventually we were fully immersed in a sheep sea fillling the air with music from the bells around their necks.

Soon after this the cloud lifted and we could just about see our destination which looked reachable by lunch time.

After meeting the sheep and the first emergence of the sun I no longer had the same distraction from the pain in my feet. My little toe and ankle were really giving me jip. I decided to start listening to the last part of '1984'  (**spoiler alert**) in which the main protagonist is being tortured and subjected to unimaginable pain. This made my pain seem a little more bearable.

I'd heard good reports about Burgos but for about 5km failed to see what all the fuss was about. The city seemed a never ending sprawl of boring shops and I was getting "hangry". Eventually we reached the Old town and found the Albergue next to a stunning gothic cathedral and on further exploration Burgos is a very beautiful city.

In Burgos the Camino I am walking converges with another starting slightly North of St. Jean and I was reunited with the very first Pilgrim I spoke to at Biarritz airport. He's a fellow Brit (although maybe not for long as he is Scottish) and had joined up with a larger group, some of whom were stopping in Burgos with the rest carrying on to Santiago. Tonight is to be an emotional farewell to some of that group.