1st June 2016
SJPDP what a quaint town. The pilgrims hostel we are in is older then NZ... The energy of all about to embark on such an unknown journey both physical and spiritual hangs in the air. Lots of "Camino families" are sharing meals, laughs and life. The world feels like a village and everyone a friend in places like this.
SJPDP what a quaint town. The pilgrims hostel we are in is older then NZ... The energy of all about to embark on such an unknown journey both physical and spiritual hangs in the air. Lots of "Camino families" are sharing meals, laughs and life. The world feels like a village and everyone a friend in places like this.
My feet are about to be butchered by blisters..my clothing is about to be abused, and my pack is now my mobile home.
Did I mention I now have 3 pairs of underwear and socks to my name.
It's the best I've felt in ages!
Across the Pyrenees tomorrow…
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