We ran across these graffiti made of stones.
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Day: October 12, 2014
Markers 10-12
This Old Man
Charlie. We were sitting on a bench in the Plaza Mayor (at the top of the street you see in the middle of the picture) just watching the pilgrims go by and this guy walks up and starts talking to us. He was in the Spanish Navy years ago. He showed us a tattoo on his forearm of an anchor. He said he was 90 years old. He said something about Franco that Wynette didn’t quite get. He went on and we walked down to the park and saw him again sitting on the bench. Then he went over to check out the fish these people had caught.
There was another old guy walking around the park also, probably up to no good.
View from Hostal Moratinos Window
Wynette. Spring 2013 when we were here we had beautiful views then, too. Wind was blowing hard and the hills were a lush green. Today we see brown and gold and green. Wind still blowing. We walked the last mile today in a drenching rain. But after we got into our room, the sun was starting to come out. That white stripe going through the middle of the photo is the Camino, a narrow gravel road at this location.