On the way to Graus we seemed to go up hills all day. It was hot and I was doing a fair bit of grumbling and even uttered the words " not another b....y castle" as we climbed yet another few hundred metres just to look at one. But there were nice views of the Pyrenees and it was great to see far below us a Buddhist temple, a nice touch of Nepal here in Spain. We also saw a monk gathering wild thyme from the hills.
The last few kms were on lumpy gravel roads so we were looking forward to getting to Graus and a day off. You can't imagine what heaven it is to have beautifully laundered clothes after a month of walking in the same thing, day in day out. We are even getting our "evening" clothes done, what excitement.
I wondered what they thought of our holey socks, but we came back to our room to find every item neatly folded on the bed. The people here have been very attentive to us since - we think they feel a little sorry for us.
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