Dispatches del Camino

I walked 10 hours and 42 minutes just to surprise her in Portomarin, Spain. I entered town at dusk, limping, dehydrated, breathless, leaning on a walking stick. Her first words were, “And you STILL can’t fold the laundry when I ask?”

I’m afraid that’s all the energy I have to write today. 

—Sean

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