Short day today, which was good because I was feeling feverish and sniffly. I had some trouble shaking it off, even when I spotted my favorite Mary Oliver quote in Spanish.
I had the Camino mostly to myself today. I stopped several times. I found myself leftover hungry from not having eaten enough the night before. Before noon I had an orange, a banana, a chocolate croissant, a package of chorizo, some cheese, and three yogurts.
Very nice tasty shared meal with other pilgrims served by the albergue. Afterwards, I hung out with Sheena and Owen from Washington state, in this beautiful town overlooking the countryside.
Day 4 meant thinking about being 4. That was the year I met my soon to be father when he showed up with a tiny turtle in his pocket. I learned to read that year. I rode around with my mom in the school bus she was driving. I believe that was the year I wanted to swim to the raft off the beach in Old Saybrook.
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