So last night I was a buying some supplies for the day. I was having a hard time deciding what to buy and I was testing the fruit for ripeness. I had been in the store for about 5 or 10 minutes when the lady that ran the store started yelling at me. I mean she dressed me down in proper Castillian Spanish for what seemed like a few hours but was probably a minute. I could not understand what she was saying but I made out I wasn’t supposed to touch the fruit. Then she started to point out the sign, in English, that said Don’t Touch the Fruit. If you know me, I dont really pay much attention to things at times. Well I let her have her say, when she paused, I said I was sorry in Spanish, then I got another couple of barrels on how that just wasn’t going to cut it. Oh well, I went to Mass and prayed for her fruit. That was about all I could do. I certainly will never visit a fruit stand evernagain without looking for signs.
Today we started out in the rain with a bit of worry. It was to be our longest day yet at 28km. But once we got going we realized it wasn’t all that bad. Within about an hour the rain had let up and after a couple of hours the day had turned to a cool breezy fall day. Really nice. The first town we went through had one of those octagonal temples that date back to the Knights Templar. Their charter was to guard the pilgrims. Then we headed out into the country for a while and passed through Viana which was a really cool little town with a medieval design and a gothic cathedral in the central plaza. We then huffed it over another 6 or miles and made it into Logroño. A bustling university town with a medieval old town in the middle of it. It is quite nice and I made it to the nicest hotel I have been to yet. It has a huge twin towered gothic style cathedral. I can’t wait to check it out.