El Pinós-Elda

Last night I had lasagne and beer in the room of my Hostal. It was all very reminiscent of an American movie where the good guy is holed up in a seedy motel and has to eat convenience food from the 24 hour store. In fact it was exactly likely that.
However I slept well in spite of various aches and pains.
This morning I had an unusual but nice breakfast of pan tostada con tomate ( see picture) and set out feeling apprehensive at the prospect of another 20 mile walk.
It was perfect weather for walking - a cool breeze took the heat out of the sun for most of the day.
It was interesting to note the difference between the agriculture as I walked away from Pinoso: where in Murcia most of the cultivable land was given over to massive estates of vines and fruit trees, here there were far more smallish plots and a great many more houses dotted around. The countryside looked a lot more lived in, and I saw people, which came as a bit of a shock after Murcia.
I could have done without the final few miles into elda through the industrial estates, but on the whole the walk was a very pleasant one.

The other picture is of a chumbera cactus with loads of new leaves just popping out. They're what prickly pears come from.