Yes. 3 days without writing, 3 days of walking, 3 days of good food, 3 days of poor wifi, 3 days of cardplaying, 3 days of friendship. Okay, 3 days of writer's block. Make that 4 days.
So much has occurred these last few days that I feel bad for not writing them down and my feeble brain has already erased most of it so I will have to rely on my poor photos to jiggle them loose.
This guy kept leaning on me.
Ruins on top of the hill off the Camino trail that Laura discovered due to her FOMO-fear of missing out. It is after Portomarin.
Full rainbow after the rain.
Seafood stuffed crepes in Arzua
Pork loin marinated in garlic and parsley
Stewed beef. All four from one dinner.
Laura doesn't quite fit in with these local ladies, mostly because she is not carrying flowers like they are.
Never appreciated walking through Galicia until the third time when I finally realized that Santiago was not the goal and I paid more heed to where I actually am.
Group dinner the night before walking into Santiago.
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