I dragged him to the infirmary as his blister was beyond my tender loving care.
He looks so stoic. But you should have heard the whimpering!
I didn’t want to post this but Ken was somehow proud of having the biggest baddest blister on the Camino.
I wanted to bring home a chicken for Stephanie G Hamilton, legendary connoisseur of all things chicken. But sadly could not fit into my pack. Or perhaps not so sadly. Google the chicken legend of Santo Domingo de Calzada and find out why there are chickens in the cathedral here.
Look at him. As if he would ever willingly buy a vegetable!
Perros, NO! Gatos, Si!!! 🤪
When the town you are stopping in for the night is so close yet so far away.
Terry and Ken's Camino Pilgrimage Adventure 