I think this is about the halfway mark. It's hard to tell because there are so many different possible routes, and we haven't decided where we're going to end. It'll either be Santiago or Finisterra. Either way, we're still loving every day.
We're out on the Spanish meseta, which is basically flat wheat fields stretching out endlessly. Between the towns there are generally only isolated patches of trees (mostly off the road, so bugger-all shade for roasting pilgrims), and the roofs of the only buildings fell in centuries ago.
Our guide book had said that there were no shops for 40kms (2 days walk), so we'd bought & carriedbreakfast & lunch for two days -- hence the plastic bag full of pasta curry. Luckily the modern albergue for tonight's accommodation had a small shop, so we gladly disposed of the mashed, twice-cooked (once in the pot; once in the scorching sun) pasta, and had something fresher instead.
Today's walk was harder than normal. The towns here are further apart, so we walked 27kms again instead of the normal 20ish, carrying a lot more food/water. The longer the walk, the hotter the day gets, with all the obvious consequences.
Tomorrow is another long distance day, and we try to start much earlier on these days.
Generally we walk solo, but today we walked with Jean-Louis from France who's wife caught the bus due to bad blisters. Conversations can cover numerous topics during a 6 hour walk.
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