Beautiful day for getting 19.3 km (12 mi) behind me--now under 100 km left. The past heavy rains have washed out a few areas, but everyone managed to use the adjoining fields as a makeshift detour.
Discovered the cause of my bone bruise: sandals have a crack in sole (too old) that let some jagged rocks intrude. My fault. I should have replaced them.
Going through Tui, my first Spanish town, I stopped in at a small church adjacent to a convent to find four nuns at their morning prayers. At first I felt as if I were intruding, but after a few minutes more as an invited guest. Witnessing, no, immersing in a Camino context in the power of the church--the total dedication some practice--is beyond words.
I have dozens of photos from today--beautiful gripping scenes--but these four nuns by far have punctuated the day for me!
