If I’m going to make Santiago by the 19th, I’ve got to walk further. The problem is I walk so slowly. Someone who walks 3+ mph can do 15 miles or more a day. That mileage for someone who walks 2 mph means they are still walking at 3 and 4 in the afternoon, during the heat of the day. But that’s what I have to do now, at least for awhile.
I was alone most of today. I met Hector, who is 19 and does 30+k a day. He wants to do a night walk. I’m game, but not completely sure how it will work. Here are today’s pictures.
Albergue Verde at sunrise
The fields by morning light.
A pilgrim at the crossroads 
See those mountains? I’m going to have to cross them.
I don’t know if you can tell, but the wheat stems are blue.
Yep. Have to cross these, I’m sure.
This is all of us.
Looks like there’s a rollercoaster on the other side, doesn’t it? Just how we cross the RR tracks.
Astorga
If Harry Potter was in Spain, these would functional and only LOOK disused to muggles like us.
The Cathedral in Astorga. What a mishmash!
This was cool.
The courtyard at my albergue. I love Spain.
Tomorrow is the Cruz de Ferro. Mom thinks I should mention that. Now I have.