As we started out this morning, I said to Laura: “Today is our 10th day on the Camino”.

“What? Has it been already that long?” She replied.

I guess it’s something every pilgrim has felt during his/her the first time on the Camino. It hits you when you look back for the first time after more than a week that you’ve been walking. You look at the map, you count the kilometers and you shout the inevitable “Fuck!” (or any similar expression of surprise in your language of choice) in your mind.

Today the route was very beautiful, and the weather was cool, cloudy and good for walking.

Soon after Vidiago, we arrived at the famous bufones de Arenilla. These are rock formations created by the ocean relentlessly ramming into them. Speaking of ramming, the sightseeing spot was full of goats, who often challenged one another by banging their heads. It’s not that different from a day at work, when you think about it.

I took plenty of pictures with my camera, also in the next couple of hours when we had a nice hike up to a hermit dedicated to the “Cristo del Camino” (which sounds like a pretty apt way of cursing on the Camino, in Italian).

Overall it was a pleasant day, we walked around 24 Km to the town of Niembru, arriving at around 4 PM. This meant we didn’t have to rush our laundry and other routines before heading off for an aperitivo.

Laura’s knee is still troubling her, but I believe she’s getting better and better at dealing with it.

This is why I always suggest to walk at least 500-600 km and not just for a couple of weeks. I believe that otherwise you just don’t get enough time to feel it. Imagine if we were to get to Santiago in only 4 days from now, and then soon back to our normal lives.

Overall we already walked around 230 km. Time truly flies on the Camino, when you are not actually walking but are chilling on the bed writing.

Who in their right minds would do that?