Ronda-Arriate
A bit glum today. Saw daughter off on bus to Malaga at unnecessarily early hour. Really felt I would miss her company on the walk. Now I am really on my own.
Before I forget, thanks for all the comments on the blog. It's great to get them. In answer to specific points
A. Not yet eaten by wolves.
B. Can't do anything about line spacing.
C. Jose, gracias por la oferta de casa en Bullas. Si vivo aun, seguro que voy.
D. Eaten one lot of potatoes and given the other to the poor.
E. Weather bad for agriculture but so far, good for senderistas.
F. Failure of blog may have been due to user error or lack of GPRS service. Certainly I couldn't access the blog myself for a while because vodafone decided that blogspot.com was adult material. Most of it seems very childish to me.
Today's events: I set out from Ronda earlyish, and found my way through the back streets and past the cemetery to dead end. Back-tracking slightly, I found the right road and strode to Arriate. I soon found the only place to stay, Pension el Horrible, with outside toilet and bucket of dishwater for a shower. 12€, which is a tad cheaper than I've been paying so far.
I decided to stay, but to push on a bit further and return by taxi. This means I won't have to stop at Serrato, which has nowhere to sleep. It also gains me a day's march.
I arranged for the local taxi man to pick me up this evening and drop me off at the same point tomorrow. This should mean that tomorrow is about 20km to Ardales, which should be fine. By chance he was driving past with his family as I struggled to find the way out of Arriate and, realising I must be the looney who rang him with the bizarre commission, offered to give me a lift to the first signpost. Just as well, because I don't think I would have found it.
It was boring walking, alongside the main road for much of the way. The signs are very sparse here, so it's as well I have my trusty gps and maps.
I had supper in Pension Horrible.It wasn't bad at all, and only €6.
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A wayfarer in Spain
posted by a wayfarer in Spain at
3:51 pm
3 Comments:
Hasn't anyone told you not to accept lifts from strange taxi drivers with or without family.
He is almost certainly a spy. Also it seems very suspicious that you keep on bumping into the same people - suggest avoid such people at all costs as they are probably ne'er do wells and dodgy types. If you get lonely it should be safe to talk to the pigs though.
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Anonymous, at 6:03 pm
You'll be astonished to see that I've joined the 21st century in an attempt to keep up with you! Am amazed at how interesting I find all this! Don't know what HTML tags are but I don't suppose that matters.
How are your blisters/ sore toes/scarred sides/problematic other bits?
Did you talk to any of the Romanians at the pension? What were they doing there? What did the taxi driver have to say about what you're doing? did he think you're crazy?
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Anonymous, at 6:33 pm
my sore bits get sore in rotation. today it's my knee.
People here, except when professionally obliged, have taken no interest at all in my walk. I think that's because most ordinary people have no concept of what walking long distances is all about. I think it's still a very minority interest here.
Didn't see therumanians. just heardthem
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a wayfarer in Spain, at 10:46 pm
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