I woke at 2 am, with pain in my feet. It was time for more inspiration as I wondered about the next stage on the El Camino. I checked my feet, I had slathered on fermented pawpaw cream to stop my blistered and weeping heels sticking to my socks.
At this stage I am not sure if it’s possible to force my feet into my boots. I lay on the bed , ping, ping went the Wats Ap messages. ‘ don’t do it , get a bus tomorrow, let your feet heal’ the messages from overseas came thick and fast.