Distance walked: 23.7 kilometres
Total walked so far: 247.9 kilometres
I knew I was tired. Sleeping in albergues, it’s rare for a person to get a good night’s sleep. Added to that was the fact that I’d gotten very little rest last night after the drama with the leaking skylight. However I didn’t know just how tired I really was until an incident that happened first thing on this particular day.
I had stopped on the way out of Granon to fill my water bottle at a fountain in the town. The sky was looking grey and I wondered if it would start raining again. I debated whether to put my raincoat on. Just then, as if in reply to my question, a heavy sprinkle of water hit me head on, soaking my pants and t-shirt. I quickly dug around in my pack for my coat (why was it that my rain coat always ended up at the very bottom?). Then the rain stopped, suddenly. A couple of second later, another splash of water hit me. Again it was short lived.
“What a strange rainfall this is,” I thought to myself as I struggled into my coat. Then I noticed something on the grass. Right in front of me. Not three feet away. An oscillating sprinkler. And it was turned on. That was my rain shower.
I shook an imaginary fist at the Camino gods. This was going to send them into absolute hysterics.
“Enough,” I said to them. “It’s time to stop your pranks and find me some deep, uninterrupted, restful sleep.” Then I stuffed my raincoat back in my backpack, did a few stretches (the knees were thankfully feeling a bit better) and set off down the road.