Just before Astorga, near the end of our 11.1 mile walk that day, pilgrims (many of whom walked much further than us) encounter what some call the “green giant” and others call the “pilgrim torture bridge”. It seems to be the only way to get across the train tracks since a fence prevents crossing by foot. It would be fun if we weren’t so ready to be done walking at that point! Wynette was not thrilled to have to spend the 5 minutes it took zigzagging across this crazy contraption. It seems excessively high, but at least we were glad we weren’t electrocuted on the overhead electric train rail.
Right after this we had to climb several hundred very steep feet into Astorga’s center. More pilgrim torture. (But at least our hotel had an elevator.)
