Oct 6 - Cee

Sleep like a rock. Bad, bad sunburn. No miracle yet. Dirty albergue, but happy for quiet of it all. Have dinner with Mary from Ireland. The waiter gives her a hard time when she asks for the "menu del dia," apparently because it's officially "noche, " but really, it is the same menu.  It's also what everyone else seems to want as well.  I dash off after dinner because I can't remember when my albergue closes, and it's across town.  I make it back with 1 minute to spare.  Creepy white lipped fish in the inlets, sucking city outflows en masse near the drainage pipes.