Day 7: Grandas to Fonsagrada
Lucky again. It rained all night but stopped at 7am, and I headed out into the dark at 740. Other than temporarily losing my phone for ten minutes nothing much to report. Fitness noticeably picking up while pain level dropping, par for the course for first week of a Camino. Climbed to over 1000 metres without much ado, fair play me and crossed into Galicia.
Fonsagrada perched on top of a mountain so pretty chilly, and tractors abound. Holding out a few days before I hit the Pulpo.
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