A better Camino through drugs

Advil is our friend. Even though this segment is really flat, the pack seems to get heavier everyday. We´ve reached Sahagun and its chilly and raining out. The countryside has morphed into the occational cow pasture, with old abandoned churches off in the distance. We managed to stay in a 1000 year old monestary with cloisters still attached, quite possibly the most interesting place that I´ve ever spend the night.

Number of blisters:
Kristi: 0
Dad: 0

Number of imaginary blisters:
Kristi: 0
Dad: 2

Number of times swearing at the sky: 26

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