Being Irish you might think I would be used to rain, maybe even like it a little? Well you'd be wrong! I live in Southern Spain because I hate rain. I've been hot (+54C Saudi) and I've been cold (-17C Canada) and I prefer hot anytime! Cold and wet, however, is the ultimate low. It has rained all day today. To give you some idea of how much; Imagine the power of rain that can wash the colour out of cheap chocolate in the pocket of a supposedly waterproof garment! That's what we are talking about. Water running in and out of your clothes like a river. Everything saturated and 40km to walk. Well I did it and was very pleased to get to the hostal and a hot shower. The hostal is leaking too but not in the sleeping areas, yet! The nearby river is chocolate brown and has swamped the village laundry. I hope it does not join us in the night! The rain is continuing to beat down, if anything even harder. Global warming can't come soon enough! I have noticed that I can no longer lift my feet. If I had stayed in the country I may not have noticed but coming through the town of Lalin I realised that I couldn't walk off the pavement without turning sideways and stepping down. I had done so a few times before I realised. I imagine it is just general fatigue. There was also a moment of severe temptation today when I stopped for a coffee. The lady seeing my miserable state put a bottle of cognac beside my cup and told me to put a shot in the coffee. I told her that I was not drinking alcohol during the pilgrimage and she said that she understood. Then she took the top off the bottle, told me to put a shot in the coffee and went into another room so that she didn't risk seeing it happen! What would you have done?
Sent from my iPod, only 2 steps ahead of the cops!
