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Hiking from Sallent de Gallego to somewhere near to Banos de Panticosa. It was something like the 12th day of the hike and I arrived into Sallen de Gallego the day before with a guy and girl I had met on the trail. We were going to be going our separate ways in Sallen so were looking to celebrate the time we had walked together with alcohol, a shower and a real bed. It turned out that we entered the town on the same evening as a pretty cool festival. Local music, food and most importantly booze. I stayed up late drinking a mixture of beer and spirits while eating as much BBQed meat as I could afford. I had an early start the next day, 5am, as I had to cross the highest pass on the route, 2765m, but I didn't care. I managed to drag myself out of bed when my alarm went off without feeling too groggy. It wasn't till about an hour into the walk that my stomach started to wake up and realise what was in it. From that point on I started sweating pure alcohol and my stomach felt like it was full of worms made of lava. I had to stop and shit 3 times before I even got to the start of the climb to the pass. Even though I had made the effort to get up early and hit the pass in the morning it was already looking like there might be a thunderstorm. From that point on it gets a little blurry. I sweated the whole way up the climb, then spent the whole steep scramble up and over trying not to shit myself. I literally ran down the decent so I could get to a good camp site and try to recover. It was quite fitting that the pass is called Cuello de L'Infierno!