I’m in Palas de Rei for the night. Can’t get internet where I am, so sitting at table outside in front of a bar that has it.
Three sleeps from Santiago.
Is it the journey or the destination? Right now I am looking forward to seeing the cathedral in Santiago rise above the city and standing before it having achieved a long walk, having fulfilled a promise made long ago, having stuck with putting one foot in front of another for 500 miles when the left foot shouted STOP and the right wouldn’t listen. Undoubtedly it will be emotional.
Today was a good, long day. Maybe it’s because I’m closer to the end. Or maybe because “El Diablo” (my major heel blister) isn’t hurting under all the bandages and tape.
Met this Spanish couple with their black lab–they just started in Sarria, two days ago. He’s the best trained dog-/sticks right with them. Sure makes me miss Buddy. I wonder if he’ll remember me.
My dinner: salad, Caldo Gallego (Gallician soup), and a Cerveza.