Another beautiful day on peaceful backroads, passing huge, rolling fields of barley, wheat, grapevines, etc. We viewed our destination from afar, little realizing that the distance was much farther than we thought. The last part of the day is always a push. Feet hurt and we get tired.
In Santo Domingo de la Calzada there is an ancient story about a chicken coming alive on someone's dinner plate. An innocent boy was condemned to death but his life was saved at the last minute. To this day, a few chickens are housed in the cathedral here to commemorate this story.
I have my own Camino miracle. My pinched toe nerve has been solved by new orthotics I obtained at the last minute at home. They are working and I do not have to massage my toe every hour to relieve pain.
Still smiling even though I am dealing with some blisters here.
Arlene and Joyce taking a break.