I knew after two days of over 30 kilometres that perhaps I may fail on this so the picturesque hotel was so welcome. Cascading white flowers fell from the old brickwork facade but I couldn’t speak to the receptionist. She was busy as we all hovered at the desk just desperate to sit down. Floor 3 but there was a lift. There was WiFi and breakfast was in the lodging. No dinner of course but this was becoming usual. It didn’t matter because the Rioja was good….even though it was served cold.