A reasonably easy 24 ks into Leon. Great breakfast at a funny bar near Puente Villarente - strauss waltzes playing and the waiter with swept back hairdo dancing as he made the coffees. Best tortela ever sitting in the sun. The outskirts of Leon are a bit discouraging not helped by overflowing rubbish bins ripening in the warm sun. Either a garbage strike or they need to lift their game on the collection side.
Leon is even livelier than I remember. Beautifully dressed children, and the populace as a whole puts a lot of energy and attention into presentation. The peregrinos stand out like sore thumbs in the flood of elegantly dressed people.
I am feeling a bit restless and discover I can only stay one night in the hostal i am staying in. But at least for tonight I have a room to myself, and my own bathroom. Bliss!
Tomorrow I will head on then, perhaps to Villar de Mazarife.
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