It's Rainy

And hilly. It didn't actually rain until I arrived wherever it is I am right now. It starts with a B. It seems that this town is really into car racing.  There are posters of crappy little souped up cars all over the place.

My "go-to" website for these walks, gronze.com (thanks Ray!) said today was the hardest and the most scenic day of the Primativo. My phone agrees it's the hilliest but it wasn't as scenic as the previous two days. There were too many power lines.

It was a short day though. Only about 20km. Tomorrow will be the same. I'm kind of cranky today but don't really have any good reason. Well, yeah - I have serious first world problems. First of all, when I got to the place I'm staying, the lady wasn't there to let me in so I had to go to the bar. Believe it or not I really didn't WANT to go to the bar!  So I finally checked in and my room is €35!  And once again, "of course there is wifi in the room, the password?  'ILOVECARRACING'". So I'm back at the bar enjoying the free wifi. €35 and the place was freezing so I took a shower, got in bed and played games on my phone for awhile. At one point a couple of Spanish guys started having a 'heated' discussion with the lady who runs the place. I seriously imagined the dialog going like this:

  "Our room is freezing. Can you turn the heat on?"
  "Turn the heat on?  It's the middle of May!"
  "So our room isn't freezing?"
  "The guy in the other room hasn't complained. "
  "Does he speak Spanish?"
  " ....... "

So eventually I got up out of the warm bed to head over here to the bar for a beer and wifi when I noticed an odd sensation emanating from this big iron thing under the window. Heat!  I immediately went through my pack to find the stinkiest couple of things, washed them in the sink, draped them over the heater and headed here. To the bar.