How can I begin to describe today. I suppose by saying it was one of the best walks I’ve had thus far. It is also the furthest, and prettiest. Finally, my legs feel strong beneath me, and are willing to carry me further. I feel absolutely exhausted, and elated. This day is what I’ve been waiting for.
My accommodation choices have been erratic enough that I’ve found myself amongst the company of extraordinarily different hikers. At the communal dinner last night, which was delicious and healthy (and also the first time I’ve had a meal without wine, you’re welcome, liver!) I met a whole new breed of hiker.
All there really is to say about our three days in Madrid is that we ate, well. And often. In the past two weeks I’d almost forgotten how good Spanish food is, as camino food is primarily functional. But Madrid is not the camino. Though, you can start there and there is a dedicated square in the center of the old city.
Colliding With The Earth 