A late start ... single room, shutters shut means Sun is up unnoticed and breakfast is past 8 ... fast pace to Pedrouzo ensures 38km stage is comfortable ... briefly dropped to chat with John from Australia, who offers technological information on mysterious disappearance of photos on blog (data limit on free platform, though Google is to rich to bother telling you) ... Agnes from France passes some time, then Juan from Denmark (his father is Spanish)... lunch at halfway point is 12.30 with Monsi entertaining the room with her singing and wisecracks ... back on the road by 1.15 for slightly slower second half ... mostly off road and briefly chatting with Martina, from Prague via Slovakia, Agnes again, Martin, from Prague via Slovakia (he sounds interested but hasn't met her ... yet ...) and finally to the Hospedario San Martin Pinario, where a pilgrim room is available, though only for one night ... Easter having started ... a small problem, since revolting feet have been promised a rest day ... so, another bed, bus to Finisterre, short stroll to Negreira? Right heel needs a blister stabbed and dressed before too much more walking .. hmm ...
Meanwhile, in the bar, Anne, a psychotherapist from Sussex, offers conversation for a while ... and shows some interest in Krishnamurti Centre and K teachings. .. especially: "It is no measure of sanity, to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society".
An opera singer busks by the cathedral ... supper in the Hospedario is solo ... bed calls, a later start tomorrow will suffice for the short stage ... if the feet can be coerced into their shoes and the blister sorted ... or tolerated ... after all, if pain is inevitable, suffering is optional ...
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