Lago

After a 27 kilometer walk over acutely rising and falling hills, I am in Lago. Today was the day of great new acquaintances. The 11 year old who walked the Camino de Norte with her mum, the daddy-daughter powerhouse who walked the Primitivo, and the Brits who are high school friends and use this walk to catch up.

Tomorrow I'll walk to Cee (pronounced "the," about 25 kilometers from here) to see the ocean. I can't wait. Czytaj więcej