Todays trek: Fromista to Carrion de los Condes
Imagine being happy that you only have about 13 miles to walk so you sleep in a little and have breakfast before heading out.
Then you realize how hot it is and that your feet aren’t to happy with the little pebbles that keep popping into your sandals because you’re walking funny to void triggering the blisters!
As your walking along you hear an unfamiliar sound. It’s a click of sorts and you guessed it, the pole tips they swore you couldn’t wear through have in fact poked a hole in the deep, dark rubber.
Me in St Jean (where I bought the tips): “And these will last the entire walk?”
Them (nodding head affirmatively): ” Oui, oui! But of course!”
I’ve been really leaning on these poles and now I’m a little shocked at just how much. But that’s what they’re made for so I guess it’s all good.
Along the road I thought about how every time you ask someone how close you are to your hiking destination they typically say, “Oh just a couple kms or so.”
Today it dawned on me that a couple kms translates to a “mile, mile and a half.” Hikers will completely understand this. If you don’t, find the movie on Netflix. Worth the watch: Mile, Mile and a Half.
There was so little to see today that when we made it into town we headed straight for our accommodations, a cold beer and a long shower.
Now I know that the monastery is the place to see today. It’s just not going to happen. And that’s ok.
Sometimes it takes a toll on you and you have to stop and replace the tips with new ones.
Tomorrow is another day.
Siempre pa’ adelante!