Good tortilla, meet dog again, buy disposable camera, tape my 100 euro bill back together, buy new credential. Cold, dirty albergue, where Spaniard man giggles all night and keeps me awake. It rains at night, and is dark and wet in the morning when we leave. Turns out the albergue in the next village (Fonfria) was actually open. We weren't sure due to time of year (many of them don't open again until April.)
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