I made 4 hours of walking before I crapped out.

Still feel awful.

We’re finally leaving the plains. The wind laid off someplace else and the walking is much more interesting. Someone used the S word (That’s snow). I hushed them.

Really charming, this little town. At 7, there’s some Gregorian chanting on offer for Easter Monday. Edit: it was Vespers and it was very peaceful.

The pope died. The news here has been nuts with it. Hope the next one is a good person.

Miles 12.6

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