Tuesday, 7 July 2015

Ibuprofin and good works

Ever feel like you have been pulled through a knothole backwards? That's me, this morning.
Yesterday was hellish. I am from Saskatchewan... Not meant to be climbing mountains. Asphalt highways, sandstone paths, gravel, all at an incline of 15 to 50 degrees. Hurtin' for certain. Just popped an extra strength advil and drank a whole bottle of water... waiting for them to kick in.
At least it wasn't raining yesterday.

I'm staying at an albergue about 3.5 km out from Donostia/San Sebastian, run by a community of service workers. They have taken excellent care of me. I have been on the verge of tears for the last 24 hours, with pain, with joy, with relief.

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