Villatuerta
Geraldine had a ricky old rottern fencepost as a walking stick. As we walked passed Villauerta, and old man saw Geraldine and say:
No, no, no, no
Then gestered to for her to follow him. She walked into the local church where he presented her with a walking stick left by a fellow pilgrim, and unceremoniously tossed hers away. Her new stick was much better.
