The mass was beautiful - a singing mass with the nuns in a room behind the altar cut off from the main church behind grills and the priest, a young Berundian, on our side of the grill. After mass we walked to Castrojeriz.
We walked to the square and visited Angela's friend at the little shop in the square. She showed us where the Medico was. The Doctor could be visited from 11am and a nurse from 1pm. We sat in the waiting room for over an hour waiting for the doctor but he told us I needed a nurse so we had to leave and come back at 1pm.
Back in the square we bumped into Mau Mariani (who Kevin had introduced to me on my first day at the albergue) and had a coffee with him before Angela showed me his beautiful place, Hospital del Alma (Hospital of the Soul) where he and Nia Peiro had set up home which included a gorgeous photographic exhibition.
When I had first seen Mau walking into the ruins of San Anton I had immediately recognized an old soul, one of these people who, although you've never met, you know who they are and what they stand for. Hospital del Alma is a place of refuge, a silent retreat available to anyone for a donation. One can stay for a day or a month, or longer. That is why Mau doesn't spend too much time at home! He says that if he is there people want to engage him in conversation, so he spends little time there, preferring to cultivate his special vegetable garden outside the village.
Angela's friend, a hospitalero from the albergue San Esteban, offered to take us back to the albergue and on the way we stopped at a café-bar for a drink, arriving at the albergue after 2 pm. The place was full and Angela and I started to prepare dinner while Kristine had some time off to do her training walk.
There were three Spanish pilgrims, including a father and his beautiful daughter, in the albergue tonight, which was unusual; we have only had a handful of Spanish pilgrims staying with us. After dinner the Spanish girl told us that she couldn't sing very well and would prefer to do a dance for us. She clapped out a rhythm on the table which we followed, rolled up her top to under her boobs and her skirt down to below her naval and started to belly dance! She was fantastic and was awarded with the greatest round of applause we have ever had at San Anton!