Every morning at about the 1km mark I start to wonder what on earth I'm doing: I've slept poorly or my knees are already aching or the path is thick with mud or strewn with rocks or it's pouring rain or blazing sun.... Whatever, it's a long way to my daily destination. Just then a little bird appears on a branch, a fence or a wire and sings me an aria. I wish I could send you a pic of my little angel but he's too quick and cunning to catch on my camera.
Today it rained a lot and the mud was thick and sticky and I thought the walk might never end ..... but it did... I showered, washed the mud off my clothes and boots, and am now enjoying a nice hot chocolate and a yummy tarte de Santiago- highly recommended!
I passed the 100km to Santiago mark today. Proof below!
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