28 km / 17.3 miles

My feet felt today. It didn’t help that I had a terrible night’s sleep in the creepy hostel room I stayed in last night. Not only was the place very dated and not very clean, but the floors and the bed creaked far more than they should. The person living across the hall from my room was who I shared the bathroom with and they used that bathroom quite often throughout the night. Turns out when they didn’t remember to close the door, everything could be heard from my room. 😳 Oh well, I survived. Just didn’t have a lot of energy for today after that.

I left town around 6:45, as I didn’t want to spend an extra minute at the hostel. It was a perfect morning to start the walk. I could tell from the moment I left that it would be a warmer day. Luckily it never got too terribly hot. As the day went on my injury from soccer started to come back. Not quite as excruciating as it has been, but enough to be an annoyance. I took my time today though as I knew it was a longer day.

Despite it feeling like a more boring day, my pictures seem to recall a beautiful walk. With a hurting foot and being tired, I was just focused on getting to the next town. Today offered no services of any kind between where I started and where I finished. The two that might sometimes be available were both closed. So that meant no coke to help energize me and no bathrooms outside of “nature toilets.”

Today we left Asturias and entered Galicia. This meant the markers changed to Galician markers on the way. The fun (and sometimes not so fun thing) about these markers is they count down to Santiago. They’re not fun when the number goes down slowly. But they’re useful when you’re wondering how much farther until the next town. And they’re fun when you see the number go down, meaning you’re closer to Santiago. I’m now less than 160 km to Santiago. I know as I get closer, I’ll start to get sad that this journey is almost done – even if my body feels otherwise.

Tonight I have a nice albergue with so far very nice people. Some of the folks I know already are staying there and I’ve just met some new to me pilgrims from Germany, Austria and Poland.

First order of business after showering and starting my laundry was to get the fixings for a bocadillo for my lunch. I call this meal in the picture the lunch of champions on the Camino.