It felt amazing to get back to walking today. I forgot how much I actually missed it. Two more days until Finisterre and I couldn’t be more excited to see the ocean.
Paul and I also had this adorable little wiener dog walk with us for about an hour or so. Paul named him Ole’ Stinky because, well, he was old and smelled pretty awful. It was nice to have the company until we hit a busy road and he was literally stopping traffic because he was just cluelessly trotting along in the middle of the street. He also tried hopping in an old woman’s car and I had to apologize and get him out. I felt so responsible for this little dude because he was so set on sticking right by our side. I loved him but it was the most stressful hour of my life. Eventually he wondered off to some people sitting outside at a cafe. I was kind of relieved in the moment but I really do miss him now. He reminded me of Indy back in France. I really love all of these Camino animals I’ve run into along the way.
