A600AASS Day 19 - Melide to Salceda
01.11.22
27 Km
Super quick one tonight. Massive walk in not the best shape, but we made it. The morning was beautiful and the weather held. I’m thankful for small mercies at this point.
Walking through wet eucalyptus forest, we could have been in the Dandenongs — east of Melbourne — almost. Such an evocative smell. Home.
More talk of futures. More common visions. Little moments of joy in a gruelling day.
Glorious Galician soup and churrasco dinner, the former lifted with a hint of lemon, the latter all oak and cherry smoke and rendered fat. It’s good for the joints, right?
I saw a W140! I’d been wondering if I would. A perfect example of the weird specs available on ‘90s Mercedes’: the smallest engine — a 2.8, no less! —, basic cloth trim, and the most expensive stereo and climate control. Huh.
Beer bottle hellscape at the point of maximum exhaustion. Today was November 1 and already, so many places where we might have rested had closed their doors for the winter. Two stretches, one of nine kilometres, the other of eighteen, was the somewhat-ugly result.
Santiago tomorrow!
We’ve planned the walk in five stages to make sure we’re not entirely broken by the time we get there. Chris has booked a room with a bath — a bath — so that I might soak these weary bones. He’s a sweetheart.
I have a sneaking suspicion it’s going to feel good to be done.
A demain!