Under the stars

Last night we slept like ancient pilgrims, under a million stars, lying on the dust, with the gentle breeze touching our cheeks. Tonight we are sleeping under three stars, in Santo Domingo De La Calzada's luxurious parador, converted from a former convent.

Last night our dinner was a tin of corned beef divided into five portions. Tonight we've already eaten all the goodnight chocolates left on our pillows and have spent the last half an hour translating the lengthy dinner menu into English so we don't waste any time when the restaurant opens.