Sweet Sounds Of Logroño
Distant bells, wine pouring, happy chatty Americans nearby. Enjoying Logroño very much. And loved La Guardia, magical little town. Accidentally joined a Spanish-only wine cellar tour earlier - learned nada since my Spanish has seriously deteriorated since abandoning Duolingo, and got muchos evils from the elderly mujeres thanks to the dregs of clothing I am wearing (the rest is in the hotel laundry). Pink sky. This is the life. 30km to go tomorrow - hoping for an early start to avoid as much of that brutal afternoon sun as possible.