We said goodbye to our new Dutch friends Anita and Carlos, and headed off into an eroded mudstone landscape.
The mornimg was enjoyable but in the afternoon we seemed to have to bash our way through one overgrown track after another. We then made the mistake of taking a shortcut - ha - when will we learn? We lost the markers and had to carefully scramble down a steep hillside to get back on track.
We arrived in Liguerre de Cinca and dived into the bar for a big cold cervesa. But then we discovered we had to go 3 more kms to get any accommodation or food. A kind young man took pity on us - we probably looked totally shattered - and gave us a lift. Then the wonderful Maria took us under her wing, got us a gorgeous bungalow at a discount price and arranged for the cook to come and make us dinner - the restaurant was closed. I should have taken a photo of the enormous feast he prepared for us, it was brilliant. Ah, the highs and lows of long-distance trails.
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