Miles: 12

Im really enjoying the relaxed pace I’ve adopted. Not having to hurry is amazing.

We all got up pretty early just the same. The certain type of albergue i was at kicks everyone out at 8, so off we go while the sun isn’t up yet.

I found coffee and neat urban art, so I was happy. The day got nice and sunny.

Today is the ond day of the week I get a private room. Kind of a cheap splurge but damn worth it at any price.

Miles 12

It’s happened. I’m at the point of the journey where I wonder why the hell I’m here, and just what I hope to achieve.

Edit: I feel a little more positive now. I ate something and napped.

Today I watched a dude completely unself-consciously livestream at a café for an hour. I was low-key jealous of how little of a shit he gave about anything.

Miles 8

Basically, it’s a day off. I just walked to the next town. No shops, no bars. I had some emergency food, but not an entire days worth.

Thank God for Judy, who told me about the bread truck. I was just sitting here wondering what to do about dinner, and I heard two honks. The very nice man sold me a loaf of bread.

I’ll have a nice meal tomorrow in Zamora.

Miles 13