6 October.-poblacion de campo to calzadilla de la cueza (32k)

Sleep was OK, still needing chest elevated, but overall much better 
Blister or tape hurt, I think tape.
As I left, I roved old, applied1" clear tapeX, 
At town before carrion del los condes, at 9k everything feels v fine. Just six to next village, but thn +16k to the next. Not sure what to do, may be have big lunch, rest & go OR check in early, pop blister, cool a meal.
Met Bodi & Kuji ? from Auckland. He deloped muscular deteriotation syndrome 5 years ago (est 67) but pills ("half my pack weight") & exercise he is getting on.  4 children one w/ CFS lives with them, another works from home, a third son is cook in the Aust mines. Daughter is lawyer working for the nz crown. They ran  book, papers, cigar shop before retiring. Lovely. 
church opp this morning's bar
A camno observation: coming into the village where I had a coffee today, with 200m to go I was a big bear of a pilgrim ahead. As I neared I noticed her waddle leg to leg, with a slow gait, her clothes were shawls & a wrap, loose fitting, she used sticks, but had a string bag holding her gear. She looked the real deal, a hard egg. As I passed she shuffled with a Bluetooth speaker strung around her neck, and wore a pissed off expression. Just then two lairy hikers overtook me, smelling of aftershave. A little aheah, their loud banter continued, but they stopped & flexed limbs waiting on a mate. A show of ego. 
We four found a shop for coffee, tookna few snaps & headed off. After stopping I typically begin a little slow & ramp up. Low & behold, these fellows are just ahead, holding my pace. As I warm up I consider overtaking but the egoclash would be deafening, so I made a video & said the rosary. Another village was 7-8k ahead, I sat back and enjoyed the low sunlight.
Literally, as we, them three & I entered the village who should be arriving just ahead? You guessed it, Bear Lady. I really wanted to encourage her & waded in behind as she was again adjusting her speaker, wearing that don't ask grimace. Its a great example of how getting along on the Camino is not about speed, its about hours walking. Do the hours. 

Carrion de led Condes. The river is the Carrion. 

At Carrion de les Condes, I found groceries & had little lunch this park. I feel refuelled & decide to carry on, a tough afternoon as happens. Long, straight, featureless. No more to say.
I'm  finally here at 16:00hrs, vertually nonstop since 6am; 10hrs on the hoof less two brief pauses. Relieved, I'm aware the next day will pass halfway. 

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