These boys (as seen, rather randomly, outside Buscas today) weren’t famous for their memory. It is also a well-known fact that humans can selectively remove memories. For example that’s why women go through childbirth more than once – without selective memories the human race would have all adopted the Chinese 1 child regime a long time ago with fairly dire consequences.
As an example of this remarkable trait, I’ve discovered that I have the ability to forget walking-related pain. After walking today the soles of my feet feel like they’ve been dancing on upturned plugs and Lego while my legs have given up on the idea of being able to climb stairs. I can vaguely recall the same pain 5 months ago on the Frances – however I can guarantee I will not be able to remember this pain when I am planning my next Camino in 2015.
Today was a solitary affair in that I didn’t see another pilgrim all day. But the sounds of humanity were all around. Sunday is the day when most of Galicia gets out its guns and goes killing. The woods, beautiful, green and unspoilt under a blue sky, resounded to sounds that wouldn’t have disgraced Syria. I picked up another canine stalker today.
I’ve stopped for today in a little town called Sigueiro, about 10 miles to the North-East of Santiago. My plan is to rehydrate and get an early night as I want to leave the hotel at 7am. That should get me into Santiago in time for the pilgrim mass at mid-day, to be followed by a leisurely lunch and collection of my Compostela. That’s the plan anyway – as I will be walking in the dark for at least 90 minutes before sunrise there is a good chance this will go horribly wrong.
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