21.5 kms today. The early part of the morning was past farms. The pungent aromas of the dairy sheds reminded me of growing up on the farm at Manoora. Memories also of my brother, John, who worked there all his life.
I have been following them the past few days – they walk faster than I do – so to amuse myself, I would try to find their footprints along the way. Rob is wearing sandals due to blisters, and has a distinctive footprint with rectangles. Whenever I found his tracks, I was confident I was on the right path (or that we were both lost!?!?).
We found a place in the local albergue. We have had a meal. I hope to attend Mass. Then I have heard there is a local Semana Santa (Holy Week) procession. Should be interesting.
All in all, a very good day. It was quite hot during the walk. It was very still, so I was missing the occasional breeze of the previous day. I seem to be able to cover just under 4kms per hour, so am gradually building up the pace. So far, no foot troubles. Long may it continue.
I am not sure where I will be for the Easter Triduum. So I am simply let it happen. By God’s grace, I will be in the right place at the right time.