Hola Amigos,
Manana, yo voy a viajar(oops, english), I have just arrived in Zafra, my first major town about 16000 people an historic town pre dating our lord. But as usual I am to sore to do any sightseeing other than the walk in and the walk out I am staying in the historical centre so thats nice not much good for the wallet though.
I left Seville only 3 days ago but seems an absolute eternity, I will give you a brief rendition 1st day horrendous after leaving Guillena I turned north and straight into a National Park better known as a desert with lots and lots of hills I came out 6 hours later in not to fine a state, physical exhaustion and serious doubts at what I was doing here it only reached about 45c but it was very debillatating. That night I thought this is silly but thought I had to give it ago, so decided to do the next town 33 km´s away and make a decision, this day was harder than the first, I ran out of water and with only 2 km´s to go but a 500 metre hill(steep) and a 1.5k stroll into the village, well it took me 1 hour.20 mins to get up it, I had to pull on every reserve I have ever had, I stumbled down the hill, did not look at the fine view as my guide suggested!
As usual everything was in lockdown to keep the heat out(high 40c´s) but I hit the first bar door I saw and in an act of bravado collapsed, I then remember a lot of talking water being offered and a senorita flapping her dress over me(I never noticed wether she had underclothes on) I new I was in a little bit of trouble and asked for a doctor(30k´s away) but it seems every town has an ambulance, yep sirens and all, after the ambulance man ask every one in the bar what was wrong with me (or that is how it seemed) he came back with a saline drip, 4 hours later and 4 litres of water I was in the bar having a beer, working out my next move.
I decided to give it one more go al be it only 12k´s but asked the bar owner to send my day pack with what I decided was to heavy about 5 kilo´s, now I could carry more water and food.

Next morning I was a little shaky but warmed up and did 41k´s I was a tad tired but not on deaths door, had a great feed a few beers, did my shopping for today and away I went, I peeled of 48k´s and feel a million dollars sore feet but that goes with what I am doing but otherwise I am on my 3rd beer and looking forward to manana only 35 k´s.

The towns that I stayed at are all from roman origins and the locals still live that way although they have modern services and quite a few are totally run on solar hundreds of panels right next to each village. A lot of the churches and town squares are beautiful kept but I have to yet work out where they get the money as the bars for coffee are full at 7 am and then again at night no one seems to work.
Lauguage is a ever source of amusement for me and who ever I am communicating with, beer for instance is cerveza(the-ves-a) (thank you) mucho gracias(moo-cha-gra-thayas) the reason you say it with a lisp is because some pompous king a few hundred years ago had a lisp and so the court and then the people pronounced it so, in other words it is not spoken that way in south america.
So there you have it I have nearly died, been chased by a pig, come to understand that spain has hills, many hills it also has extreme heat and in some strange way I enjoy the challenge each day brings and by the way I ground out 156 km´s only 844 to go.

Adios
Ian