Miles:14

Nice day walking but a little tedious. I can always tell if I’m too much in my head by how soon my headphones go on. Today, they came out at 10.

I have a decision to make tomorrow. My plan was to veer off to the west and continue to Santiago by way of Ourense. It’s more out of the way, and has lots less people.

I don’t know what I’ll do. If I continue on north, the amount of humanity swells to tsunami proportions, but I’ve been a little lonely the last few days. It might be good to have the chance to meet some people.

But also, people are so people-ly.

600 km so far

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.