Today was rather difficult for me. I am really struggling with the amount of people out here. I know that we are all pilgrims sharing this experience and that I am no better than anyone else, but I cannot help but feel bitter when I can’t brush my teeth in the mornings because of the crowd of women doing their makeup and when platinum blonde 60 year olds with bedazzled pink pants walk in to cafes and don’t even try to speak Spanish to the workers. I feel like such an asshole for my immediate judgements, especially compared to Paul who just respects them for coming out here and doing it in the first place. This really probably says a lot about my character, meaning that I have a lot more reflecting to do. Better to look inwards than to just stew at having no more chances of solitude and judge people based on their appearances. We will be in Santiago in 3 days, but there is still much work to be done.