Burgos Day Two

Small European cities are so civilized.  They are made for people, not cars.

Each night in the old town, the streets are washed.  In the morning, the trucks arrive to bring food and beverages to the restaurants, and goods to the shops.  The trash is taken away. And then in late morning, the bollards go up, the vehicles are prohibited, and pedestrians take over.  The bars and restaurants set out their tables, and for the remainder of the day into the evening, real people spend real time in public places without the noise and exhaust of vehicles. 

So very civilized.

I am enjoying my second day in Burgos.  The sun is shining, and my jet lag seems to have abated.  I found a place to buy the International Herald Tribune (the international edition of the NY Times) and a place to enjoy a simple breakfast and café con leche while leisurely reading the entire paper.

I am walking the city and have climbed the hill to the old castle twice.  The group I am meeting up with is walking into Burgos today. The Camino passes right through the heart of Burgos and I have watched the pilgrims pass through. 

Tomorrow I will be one of them.