After yesterday's intense day, today was a more relaxed day. And it showed in the atmosphere as soon as I opened my eyes. The place where we had slept was still silent, the bridge planted there as if it had been watching us for centuries and the sun doing its job with good intentions. It's a nice way to wake up.

We were very comfortable in the place. Really quiet. No traffic, no voices, no rush. So we set off even slower than usual. Breakfast without a watch, a short walk around the surroundings and me checking that everything was still in place, which is always a good idea. Before leaving in the car we took a short walk across the Romanesque bridge. The bridge crosses the Almonte river and dates from the seventeenth century. Made of solid stone, with elegant arches and that serious air of someone who has seen many things pass by and doesn't need to tell them. I liked it. A lot.

In the end, we took the car after one o'clock. Quiet motorway towards Trujillo. We arrived and parked in the motorhome area or parking for motorhomes. Before that, it was the travelling routine. Taking water, emptying grey water and parking well placed. Right next door there was another motorhome and a man was unloading an electric motorbike from the garage as if he were taking out a new toy.

His name is Santiago. He looked at our camper van, smiled and said he liked it. And of course, that automatically opens up a conversation. We talked about our camper van, about his motorhome that he had bought a couple of weeks ago second-hand and about trips we want to take. He showed us his house on wheels and we showed him ours. I was present supervising, as these things must be taken seriously.

The man was very nice. Easy to talk to and without rushing. At one point he said that if we had plans to go to Morocco he could come with us. Papi Edu smiled and said that we would keep it in mind. We said goodbye after a good while and went walking towards the old town of Trujillo.

Trujillo is imposing when you arrive. Everything is high, everything is made of stone and has a serious look. The Plaza Mayor is wide and very beautiful, surrounded by palaces and presided over by the equestrian statue of Francisco Pizarro. It is a square with a lot of presence and with that air of an important place that you notice as soon as you step on it.

We went up to the castle, which dominates the whole environment from the top of the hill. Of Arab origin and reformed after the reconquest, it is easy to understand why they built it there. The views are enormous and the landscape opens in all directions. We took a good walk, looked from above and went back down to the village.

We saw several city gates and wandered aimlessly. Trujillo is on the list of the most beautiful villages in Spain and, although we have seen even more beautiful villages, the truth is that it is worth the visit. It has history, it has character and it is very good to walk around.

After a couple of hours we went back to the car and continued in the direction of Guadalupe, which we want to see tomorrow. But long before we arrived we stopped in Logrosán, next to the old station. The station is abandoned, but the ruins of the buildings and the remains of the platforms still remain. The railway disappeared here and now the route is a greenway that starts right at this point.

We explored the area a bit. Now it is also a picnic area, with tables, shade and a lot of tranquility. I like these places where trains used to pass and now walkers pass. We decided to stay here for the night.

As evening fell, everything was still calm. Nobody around, good light and a feeling of a pleasant place. I took a last short inspection walk and then settled down. A simple day, without rushing and without big plans. And sometimes that's exactly what you feel like most.