Outside the window of our albergue in Santa Cilia were grazing sheep. They seemed to have something to say about popular culture.
The weather has turned unseasonably cool, with high temps only reaching the mid 40s. We walked a bit in the village before setting out.
Today was a long stage, a little over 30 km. We had a consistent and cold headwind as we worked our way west through the broad Rio Aragon valley. Quite a change from the high temps we had just a short time ago. At one point, we saw what is a familiar sight to Ashlanders: stacks of rocks along the trail.
Occasionally the clouds would part a bit and we'd get glimpses of the high Pyrenees to our north.
A little before 4 in the afternoon we started the final climb to the small village of Artieda. It has an albergue, but our friend Annie stayed there a few nights ago and received many bedbug bites, so after some calling around we located a room in another small house in town.
Although we met only a few other pilgrims during almost two weeks on the Camino Catalan from Montserrat, this Camino has more. We joined the other pilgrims for dinner in the bar below the albergue: two German women, a French woman, and a Danish couple. There were quite a few languages flowing with the beer and wine over dinner.
The next morning was even colder, with a stiff wind and light rain, as we headed out from Artieda.
Ellen had started to show some symptoms of a urinary tract infection during the night, and as we walked things went downhill for her. After 10 km we stopped for a break at the former village of Ruesta (now a ruin, but with an albergue).
Ellen decided she needed to get started on some medication, and the nearest town with a pharmacy was a good 20 km distant. We called a taxi, made it to Sanguesa just before the pharmacy closed at 2, and found a hotel for the night. The good news is that she is feeling better already, and we should be back on the camino in the morning.
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