All but two took a recklessly-careening minibus playing American pop music to Burgos. We're here a day early because there's a city-wide fiesta tonight, with music and traditional costumes and swarming crowds. Lots of us thinking about people back home; I lit candles in the cathedral. For dinner, I had a plate of meat: bacon, chorizo in red wine, chicken, fried egg, and morcilla, Burgos blood sausage. Then cherry Italian ice cream. Our first official day of rest tomorrow!
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