Today, I had an eleven mile stage planned, but I’ve discovered, that although I can grind that distance out, it serves me no spiritual, emotional, or physical purpose to do so. Easier for me to say since I’ve already walked this path twice than if I was facing my first time on the Frances. So, I hopped a taxi part way to make a shorter stage.
Today was clear and cool. Perfect! In Rabinal, I met four women and we had a grand time. Wine and laughter, then a service with monks and their Gregorian chants, then dinner.
