Today is Day 1, post Camino. It’s strange not walking, and not even planning to walk. The sorting, washing, smelling what is best to wear, and is this shirt good for another day. It’s over. Carrying a pack up and down mountains, through valleys, and across spanish farms; I’m done with that. Preparing your feet for the day; tape, vasoline, double socks. That’s all gone. Sadly, so have my mates. Last night, Tim and I shared a last meal in Santiago with Dave, Darcy and Janet. We relived recent experiences as if they were the good old times. I was exposed as being a little overexposed, people wise, on the Camino. Dave reckoned that we couldn’t turn a corner without someone bobbing up with, “ Hi Steve .” I strongly denied this, but they all laughed,
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