One Year Ago: …And Rest
(from my journal)
Sarria
27 April
Some highway walking, followed by a beautiful walk in the forests of Galicia. Lots of rain.
Francine, having had very little sleep due to a drunken Englishman snoring and occasionally shouting in his sleep, dragged considerably. By the time we got to Sarria, she was done.
We had lunch and bid Eamon adieu as he set out for Portomarin.
Mass in the evening.
Dinner with Mia, who had taken a rest day in Sarria, and the rest of the Irish crew, who had caught up this afternoon.
We rented a room at the Café Escalinata at the top of the stairs. Started my third credencial.
Day 26: the photos.