Having walked some sections of the camino, the meseta, where the path is arrow-straight for 5 or 10k, Galicia is a bit of a pain. The route winds through more small farmyards, and around the perimeters of more fields and pastures that you can shake a cow-pat at. Today I passed the 100k-to-Santiago marker, meaning I´ve travelled 700 kilometres, and have 150 to go to Finisterre.

I managed 22k today, and my leg is managing to hold up, but I´m making sure to take regular breaks and travelling slowly. Once I´d checked into the albergue here in Portomarin I bumped into Jason and Laura, the Australian couple that I last saw over a week ago, on the meseta Laura is the blonde who we sold to the waiter for an extra bottle of wine at dinner. Apparently not having learned her lesson we´ve arrnged to have dinner again tonight.

Off for a siesta again now.