The trip to Burgos

When Meatloaf sang I would do anything for love, but I won’t do that… I picture him faced with the prospect of walking the last 10 kilometres to Burgos and through the infamous industrial estate which seems to last forever. The rock God turning in his stride, returning from where he came (presumably as a bat), and penning a classic rock masterpiece.

The following photos were taken on the walk this morning as I approached and then walked through this Camino fitting of Dante’s hell:









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