Today I'm dressed in wool longjohns.
Half stage today to Portomarin. I can't arrive in Santiago until next Sunday so I'm going slow.
The walk yesterday felt like an old friend. I stopped in at the church at Barbadello. It was very worth seeing.
And :::::drumroll:::::: I passed the 100 kilometer marker! Hooray!
My ensalada mixta at Ferreiros was good but I needed a magnifying glass to find the very small bite of tuna gracing the top. The flan was in the shape of a shell. Nice touch!
As I lay in my lower bunk, this question, written by a prior pilgrim, seemed appropriate.
I'm still trying to figure out the answer.
Perhaps it is nothing more than so I will appreciate 'home.'