Sarria on Sunday!
A goal was reached yesterday. The third since I left Saint-Jean-Pied-de-Port that morning. Walking the main route from Saint Jean, walking all the way to Burgos and entering Galicia on foot. Another 'goal', actually a source of fear, Sarria where the few become the many. Yesterday I received my first 'compostele' token. And the hunt is on. Walking through a canyon, after a large lunch, the dogs are scenting the quarry and I just hope it's not me or another bit of pilger meat? I think I am on the wrong side of the torrent of hounds running through the chasms. *** I decided to carry on when I might've stopped. For some reason I want to be in blasted blinking bleeding Sarria on Sunday... Another seven days since León on another Monday. Sunday is a day of rest so it's pretty quiet out. It has been since I stepped off the plate around 7:30am. But there was no rest for me *** A good menu del día in Triacastela, and I almost stayed in the co...