Hanging out in Portomarín with some classmates. I’ve only gotten 4.5 hours of sleep in the last 48 hours and I have this chest cold thing that’s only getting worse, but I’m trying not to let that ruin these last few days.

I’m also (unsuccessfully) trying not to hardcore judge these pilgrims that just started and walk around wearing perfume and makeup. In order to receive a Compostela, you only technically had to have walked 100km straight through to Santiago. Therefore, yesterday was the popular starting point for those who don’t have time to walk the whole thing, want to do the bare minimum to receive a Compostela, etc. Everyone has their own reasons, I get it. It’s cool. More than anything I’m just frustrated with how busy the trail just got out of nowhere. I was really enjoying the solitude. Working on trying to change my attitude regarding that aspect.

We are so close to being done. What a strange feeling.