So I didn't have to walk 35 and 38km days in a row. I woke up in Merida this morning knowing I only had about 20km to walk today and went back to sleep. I figured I was good til 11 before I really had to get going but checked the weather just in case. Sure enough the hour by hour forecast said it was going to pour at 3pm so up I got and off I went.
On the way out of Merida I passed an old aqueduct ( like there are new aqueducts). And then a lake with an old Roman dam. So it was interesting.
I had reserved a room at a casino rural in a town called Aljucen and got here at around 2:55. The local bar was packed. Most of them ended up being caminoers but I didn't realize it until the social nucleus of this entire route, an Italian woman named Sylvia, motioned for me to join them. Sure enough, five minutes later it was pouring outside.
It turns out that I've run into a lot of these people already and aside from Sylvia, I'm one of the the younger people here.
After checking into my room I'm back at the bar now. It's crowded.
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