Its beautiful in hell!

Now I have arrived at a former monastery, showered, been assigned my sleeping corner and now I'm waiting for the pilgrim's menu. Dinner. Tomorrow there will be breakfast and then it starts again.

Yes, 'it's beautiful in hell', the hike was extremely exhausting. What a blessing that I have my walking sticks. They do half the work. The weather was extremely foggy and drizzly. Of course, you could hardly see anything of the Pyrenees, but I found the weather quite pleasant. Better this way than 30 degrees and hotter.

The people you meet along the way really come from all over the world. Korea, Japan, Australia, Italy, Spain and many Americans. Texas, California...

Many young people, but also many 50-year-olds and older.