The Church of Santo Domingo de la Calzada.

I arrived and waited 2 hours for Peter and Dennis, tracing up and down the streets becoming more and more concerned about them. Finally common sense told me to go to the convent we had booked into. Sure enough they were there. I was extremely relieved to see them, though surely communicated to them more of my exasperation than concern after so much waiting and uncertainty. This was a lovely old village full of wonderful history, and here we enjoyed the most memorable meals of the camino. I must also admit that during my tiem of anxious waiting for the boys I was able to sit and drink a couple of cool cans of beer!