Day 13 - 16k - Berolado - The Snorers´ Policeman

OK, the jury is in on the matresses thrown together on the ground. It´s like sleeping on concrete. As a result I didn´t get much sleep. The Albergue is run by volunteers; we were hosted by an Italian couple who were on for 15 days working. There wasn´t much else in the town apart from the Albergue. The evening meal was served to over 30 people and it was very good. The parish priest who owns the Albergue joined us for dinner. Payment for our bed and board was by donation. The conversation around the table was like the League Of Nations. There was a girl there from Granada called Helga who has been living in Co. Leitrim near the Sligo border for 12 years. She loves Ireland. Soon after Franco died in Spain they eased the film censorship. Her mother went to see a German film called Helga which was about a woman´s childbirth. She was so impressed by the film that she called her daughter Helga. A cute story which she enjoyed telling. Back to the matresses. Snoring is an issue on the Camino so ear plugs are ´de rigeur´. Last night it started like a chorus and there was this chap there who started crawling on the floor at night pushing the snorer to get them to stop. Once one would stop another would start. It was like a chorus there for a while. I learned a new Spanish word, ´ah idiotas´. He was making more noise himself than the punters sleeping. I couldn´t sleep myself but I was glad of the entertainment.